This is called "Everything: Eloy, Arizona, 1956."
[LAUGHTER]
"Tin shack, where my baby sleeps on his back, the way the hound
taught him.
Highway, black zebra, with one white stripe, nickel
in my pocket for chewing gum.
You think you're all I've got, but when
the two-ton rolls to a stop and the driver gets out,
I sit down in the shade and wave each finger,
saving my whole hand till the last.
He's keys, tires, a fire lit in his belly in the diner
up the road.
I'm red toenails, tight blue halter, black slip.
He's mine tonight.
I don't know him.
He can only hurt me a piece at a time."