the blood stains from the out-of-luck coyote

my nerves were
shrieking, frazzled bare, put to the test!

We were proud enough to scream.

The wind began to blow like an angry sow.

I stood there soaking wet. 

My body chilled right to the core. 

While my warm and blood-stained slicker 

laid there on the dang truck floor.

And I dreamt of my invisible father.