James Walton #29 A Wonthaggi Coal Miner's Daughter Says

see that’s a hog deer print

pointing holding in a slight crouch

going down to the falls

in a hardwood plantation

how can I tell her

that no tracking can save us

there is this little while

of a freedom seen in nesting birds

or that cray sliding away

off a banking crest to deeper clime

standing up holstering her safety on

puts a finger to a lip then mine

hand against my mansplaining chest

says she doesn’t follow to shoot

but likes to know where things are heading