August 3, 2020

Wares, Err, Mod, Five

Everybody comes to me
A fish with a suitcase
Your fourth grade teacher
And the other one, too

The castle walls are prickly with vines
We tell stories in the evening
We’ve had our supper
We are still Americans

What’s left is relative
Pile pliable materials for pickup
Remembering those small fridges
Small ice trays for small ice

We’ve got what we got after we get it
Amber and then asphalt and still time

Location:US-6,Eastham,United States