"Song of the Taste."
Eating the living germs of grasses.
Eating the ova of large birds.
The fleshy sweetness packed around
the sperm of swaying trees.
The muscles of the flanks and thighs of soft voiced cows.
The bounce in the lambs' leap.
The swish in the ox's tail.
Eating roots grown swole inside the soil.
Drawing on life of living clustered points of light
spun out of space hidden in the grape.
Eating each other's seed.
Eating, ah, each other.
Kissing the lover in the mouth of bread, lip to lip.