On My Wooden Bench by Heidi Baker at Spillwords.com

On My Wooden Bench

On My Wooden Bench

written by: Heidi Baker

@heidib19

 

to market at dusk
brown-speckled bananas, organic mints, time
she’s locking patio furniture
with a hundred-foot cable
i sit
so humid, clouds, those pink chalk smudges above
hold still
cicadas, tire spokes, boys’ foot steps
an orchestra
i inhale pastel petals in wooden crates
solitude lifts my breath
if you were here
i would offer a sip of ginger ale

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