The gray seat belts

    Wove there 63 vw bug 

      nightmare dreams

    Into the nuns fabricated head

Glistening in the moonlight

       Down the forest

Trees and bristles cones and sap

 By the washing machines

    Where itinerant farm workers

        Harvested rust fish

    Of. bolts and nuts of shiny steel

     With eyes like an Australian Shepherd 

     And goat horns affixed to football helmets  

  New Jersey Blackhawks

      You stole the shoulder pads,

   didn't you?