Irises White and Blue

Clover planted fields

Down to the sea

Our brakes held–

For now…

Swerving past homes

Decorated for spring flings

Your letter press on the porch

My plastic man & woman

Entwined by the culvert

Cheap blow up dolls

Upon cursory inspection

But your books

And my people

And the wandering souls

Like paid zombies

Staggered to and fro

Avoiding censorship

While you and I found

Your ultra holy blue Buick

A new love

Robust as this ocean spring.


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