Sunday, February 24, 2008

Peasant Patch

"Fold your hands,
Child,
You walk like a peasant"

Going to the vegetable
Patch,
Choosing the right peas to
Carry in your apron pocket.


Pocketing little round
Worlds full of little round
Eyelashes wishes.
Green worlds born
Through your beetle eyes.


Choosing the shiniest
Cockroaches, the biggest
Sluggish slugs,
Sticky and with their tinny
Hearts ticking
Under their tender gluey skin.

So easy to squeeze.
He always cherished
His bugs.


The biggest bugger bug of all,
A king's fruity heart.

He took me to his vegetable patch,
He chose the roundest peas, and
His favorite slugs and marble beans.
A bugger world just for me.
I smiled and put it in my apron pocket.

A.