farmer poked his foot
while pitching his hay
to feed his oxen
to pull his plow across the fields
and cows to stand and watch his fields
while dirty farmer
pitches his hay
while in his fields grows such sweet corn
to feed his wife
who fixes him dinner and
pricks herself
while knitting him socks
while he pitches hay
the forks to feed her
while she hums in harmony
with his pitching,
dreaming of their first time,
sixteen, out in the hay.
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