Dana Wood Zinsser

learn to croon 

if you wanna win your hearts desire

i'll expose myself

like a turkey's scalp

bright blued 

and brained

storm mooned

and caine

plum stubbled

peach fuzzed

juice puddled

just because

i loved you raw

a vengeful god 

thrashed and gnawed

just murmur da da dee da da da

and when you do

she'll answer da da dee da da