cicada raddle’ reminds Ron
of a cornfield
he used to sit up for on the other side of the
mountain Hell if he has not slept well since moving
A young couple in a
blazingburntothetouch’ lectric
blue drives up to the pumps
and Ron goes to it
to take her in. He’s not full service
except for today. & girls think he’s old enough to be cute
now So he soaks that up too When They ask
on the route round the pass it falls from his mouth like a
cuss, quick and direct and smooth He says
take a picture with all of that
corn Then he gives the long slow way &
they seem pleased then they leave Ron watches
that moment:
she looking so
intent at that Boy
as if he were still water
with secrets at the bottom. Ron
was not sure anyone ever looked at him before
like that In the bait and tackle shop Ron
dreams of a way back to golden fields That stretch on
forever.
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