Indovina

Today I am weight. Today my tail quivers with the herd’s, a burly
pack of cattails swirling. I am big-bellied, furry, untamable. I am
full of grass. Today I get to think about my next meal. Today I
daydream about the rut, strutting and curling my lip, grunting with
my tongue outstretched. Today I want to wallow in the mud with
all the other lip-curlers, licking pheromonal heat. Shuffle of
salivating verve. Scruff of soul. Today I hoist my bulging bulk. My
nose twitches with distant splays of sweat. Ears infused in
chemical cues. I am nature, never devil. Today I give my love
away.