Farm Life
It’s milking time
at the turkey farm.
All the animals
are safe in bed.
The grass grows loudly.
Rain falls overhead
but stops before reaching the ground.
The feed troughs are empty.
At the slaughterhouse
the knives have all been retired,
too dull to cut warm butter.
Farmer Al Falfa and Mrs. Falfa
are busy in bed
doing things that shall go unreported here.
Downstairs all the little Falfas
are giving each other bloody noses
and playing Doctor.
Not one of them is aware
that Lawyer Snavely
is meeting in his upstairs downtown office
with officials of Contra-Agraria
and the Bank of the Galaxy.
The Falfas’ mortgage
is on the table.
9/16/11
