Wednesday, August 22, 2012

August, Robust

Nothing is as dank as sunflowers
lilting outside the deli wrapped
in August heat, mustard yellow
petals dipping to the rancid sidewalk.
There's the smell of something
spilled from a restaurant garbage bag:
could it be blue gravy? Yes,
it's blue gravy. Small animals scurry about
when I enter the room of the street
escaping with the details of a larger
picture. Are you reading this
in a cool room with a fan circulating
the air above you? Is someone
rubbing your shoulders as you
hum and think of Amy Adams in a yellow kimono
on the beach, giggling at your antics?
I didn't think so. Go back to work.

2 Comments:

Blogger VicoLetter said...

Dank deli mustard petals
In blue gravy sauce...
Another tasty gleefarm harvest!

11:02 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Love these lines....Yay, Colby!

2:38 PM  

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