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A bleating gray cloud
of oily, kinky wool

hovers in a corner.
He kneels in the hay

and shit studying
the puckered,

perfumy rear-end.
The ewe concludes

each contraction with
a hoarse afterward.

No lamb spills from
the womb so he

reaches in
and searches for

the collection of limbs.
The muscles in his arm

tighten and he pulls
his fist out.

A liquid sac - which
suffocates a pliant lamb -

bursts on the barn floor.
He swipes matter out of

the lamb's mouth.
The lungs expand

and it jerks its wedge of a head -
trying to hack through the haze

to mother's udders.

Copyright 2005 by Corey Cook

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