Bag Balm


All hail the chartreuse can of lanolin
good for all tits whether attached to
the four legged or the two.
Good for itches, bad for the cavalry

who killed all my grandmother’s cows
chickens and pigs on their way
to find Little Shell; they never found
the chipped china hidden

in the well, or the berry money,
wrapped in plastic, safe
in square Bag Balm cans
buried under the birch wood pile.