concurrent
little stashes , the last of the lasts
folded into bags,box stuffed, dug
up from hiding . squirrels to nuts
in winter, the water table sinks and rises
with the coming of the green, the going
the gone of the green, hurricane tied
light the bong, remember this wood.
it's time to get cigarettes and mail
the packages you sold last week.
don't worry about the bumps on the way
new virus incubating, maybe old
age. but really, the st. john's flows north.
.
folded into bags,box stuffed, dug
up from hiding . squirrels to nuts
in winter, the water table sinks and rises
with the coming of the green, the going
the gone of the green, hurricane tied
light the bong, remember this wood.
it's time to get cigarettes and mail
the packages you sold last week.
don't worry about the bumps on the way
new virus incubating, maybe old
age. but really, the st. john's flows north.
.