Saint Billy on My Birthday

the voice

your snowed mute muzzle in winter

period the expanse from the rock is white

30 years round the muscle and one hoof

is white in its period

the horns sound

the tunevalance

a path and its dimensions

that a tongue’s dallying colors

the muffler the snow meets

that a hand is awhile in the sun

from salt to lichen to fluke to back

to me

birthing aloud buh buh ill ill ee

(poem by Adrian Kien)