I Fell

there's a mountain north of Winnipegburied under iceand as the black clouds roll abovewhite pines crack like glasswalking under those swaying treesbranches bowed with iceI wanted one to fall on meto pin me in the snowthat silver forest reminded me of youand how I kissed youand I fell down to the bottom of a welldown a dirt road west of El Pasobehind a burning barnI stumbled on a horse's bonebleaching in the sandbut when I reached down to touch the skullunderneath my handa stream of orange lizards poured outfrom the bone-white mouththat empty mouth reminded me of youand how I kissed youand I fell down to the bottom of a well