hear his truck pulling up two backroads away
sun hot as glass the minute these words come to be
he is teasing me not really about the dandelions we both
super love and in the almanac this season is a recipe
for dandy jam, the baby is asleep, i watch the saddest
story on tv & wonder why i did, it is the season i am in
i feel assateague there barely a beat from me surging away,
we bought the lights for the ladies circle this eve
or anyhow he did for me
& the compost and rest of
the soil fix i need
an it is good, in bloom
even what is want for repair
will get there, eventually too
KdadaB 