things you grow or
pick in the woods or just buy
cheap and good at farmers market washed
fresh in august perfection crimson
tomatoes
salty onions sharp
handled carrots and cunning
blueberries
unbelievably real
all of these
things pretend to
last forever on
canning night they whisper
oh we are good and pure and you wear virtue's wings but
don't listen to the
snap
of lids as jars
cool it's much more
obvious than all
that
copyright mompoet 2004
mompoet - blue and clear-seeing on Friday morning
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