On the roof
sheet aluminum
stencil thin
he painted it – wide
glops of locust paint
and milkweed hearts
its accents
a fawn
of exceeding
warmth
And in the winter
death-coughs
of sunflowers
the howl of the Osage
yellow fire
thick as a tow cord
and twice as neon,
bunched polyester to down
around the
limestone
We’d gun oil
the cherry
the 12-gauge oak
one eye on
the barn
the whole way through









