14th Year in Cherryland

In the summer of their 14th year
that warm endless summer in Cherryland Park
his steely blue jeans melted 
against her soft brown corduroys like hot metal magma

pushing her hard into the fresh cut grass
exciting her allergies
causing welts up and down her naked suntanned arms

Red lacerations, later to be explained away with

                     I dont knows

Absentmindedly itching the swelling cross-hatching's
until they bled
all the while thinking 
of his tongue
and how cold it felt in her mouth

The Hummingbirds Message

The iridescent green Hummingbird

has a beak stained yellow

from pollen — swooping down

from under the influential Jasmine

face to face

he gallantly informs

we humans:

Summertime is here

Hummingbird has no song

to sing — instead he

impatiently clicks his

message into our ears,

colonizing our thoughts

"it is our choice to act or not"

Summertime

Smell the sweet flower of this day