Limits

I imagine that he in the tribe
sees a goose, catches it
and gives it to she in the tribe,
and they make babies,

and their passion honors the goose
ceremony that keeps the tribe,
and that is the limit.
In my tribe I see a goose

and compare it to other geese,
other species of geese,
the concept of species, jays,
wrens, woodpeckers, hummingbirds,

I explain this to she in the tribe,
and we make babies,
at least we go through the motions,
and we go through the emotions.