Kerri Shying R # 471 the image of you in your undies made me laugh

you still know me   knew my peach tree   how we used every

trick invented to escape    our childhood duties   weeds

picked   for the pretty flowers    it’s been all day I’ve been in

these pyjamas     orbiting the back porch   one eye on

 the springtime   another on   what meteors impinge  on eye-sky

the image of you    in your undies     made me laugh

and it was all strung back together   on the one string

theory   the little candies  crunching on our  baby teeth

the I love you  the sweetheart    the next time   all the

sentimental   sixties    and still    I had to stop   and think

if it was left behind  or before me   yet to face