Mounted me like
A stallion
An elk in rut
Mounted me like
A logger with
A tree to cut
Mounted me like
The faces on Mount Rushmore
Mounted me
Then the reads soar
Out into this
World
Unfurled
From this
Tiny
Heart
It's giving
A part
Of me
To you
That's what I like to do
What has seen me through
Mounted me like a poem in frame
Without blame, no shame, my word game.
