Them watermelons

Tamaters, why,

you can bite

deep into juicy beefcakes

purchased for pennies

at browned out

roadside stands

The sweetest corn

ever was


to stay awake by

Wind brushing

huge leaves

outside winders

late nights

Mommy bedside

back then

Camping in

mowed fields

with cousins

pointing together

to the last

big dippers

of our youth