[now what to do]
squash and cucumbers
push open black wire gates
meant to protect not imprison
the wide lush leaves
startling yellow flowers
gleaming powerful tendrils
twining and lifting and triumphal
seemingly unaware
fragility forgotten in precious moments
striving beneath summer’s
full moon and blazing sun
dreaming with no thought
of raking hooves claws teeth
raccoon skunk and opossum
[no
way to warn them]
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