silence on brokeback

there is silence on brokeback.

the river flows its steady path.
green bursts in winter's aftermath.
there's a rustle of life that never leaves.
the wind whispers as though it grieves.

and yet, there is silence on brokeback.

there is bleating from thousands of sheep.
there's coyotes' howls interrupting sleep.
the one thing that isn't, is entwined laughter.
so from now on until ever after

there will always be silence on brokeback.