Bodega Bay

We watched a movie about
an orchestral conductor, a powerful 
woman who groomed young musicians. 
I didn’t understand the ending. 
Driving to the beach, it began to rain. 

Red cattle stood slack-jawed on the hill 
by the ravine. I like cows, you said. 
They’re the most generous animal. 

We fought about that for a little.
The difference between giving and being
used. To our left, there was some sort of prayer circle.
The leader wore a hat shaped like a pine cone. 
Unobtrusively, the moon rose.

We talked about your other lover on the long 
ride home. The rain started up again. Again 
I tried to free my mind.