Fat with Promises
She is fat with promises,
with silver sided lies and
with fictions in her eyes
The mountains cascade
in slippery slime reflections
on her side as she
slides onto the gravel
Later we'll fillet her
on the riverside and toss
the carcass into the flow
to drift out to the Pacific
We toss the eggs into the
pool at our feet
and watch the storm of Dollys
appear from stream bed hiding spots
to gorge on her unfulfilled dreams
