Go Back To Bed
We fed the cows in the hot August afternoon
in and out of the scratch raspberry patch
not enough water
not enough berries
we stamped the dry grass
and I sat on the porch and watched him mow the acre
lazy and sated in the heat and sunshine
oh yes
I could live here forever
and just leave it all
start over
start again from where we should have begun
in the beginning
late afternoon and the heat doesnt quiver
we sit legs over the porch side and drink water
think about dinner
silly
sideways glances of kids for lovers our age
just waiting
to go back to bed.
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