Cattle Guards What cause us merely to cross with caution Are for cattle as good as a locked gate, A gate laid flush with the earth, before which They grow shy, such that these bars may as well Be the bars of a cage. A cattle guard Is to cattle what our deaths are to us — A thing with darkness in it we will come To one day, thinking there’s no way across.
Cattle Guards
Cattle Guards
Cattle Guards
Cattle Guards What cause us merely to cross with caution Are for cattle as good as a locked gate, A gate laid flush with the earth, before which They grow shy, such that these bars may as well Be the bars of a cage. A cattle guard Is to cattle what our deaths are to us — A thing with darkness in it we will come To one day, thinking there’s no way across.