This one somebody is not sure about, therefore,
I'm not sure about it.
But they're all set up sort of--
I try to set them up in a kind of order,
so I'll read it anyway.
When it's called, "Cruelty."
"The hoof-marks and the dead wildcat gleam in the dark.
You are naked, as you drag it up on the porch.
That won't work either.
Drinking ice water hasn't, nor having
the bedsprings snap fingers to help us keep rhythm.
I've never once felt anything that might get close.
Can't you see?
The thing I want most is hard, running toward my own teeth
and it bites back."
Am I reading too fast for anybody?
OK.