daffodils
oh,
but she’s a breezy, cool
one today, a tempestuous zephyr
running roughshod over early spring
reveries of blissful meadows
and sun dappled picnics, a wicker-basket-
lunch packed with Kentucky Fried Chicken,
a handful of berries, multigrain crackers, slab of salty gorgonzola
and a bottle of Riesling, the only
wine whose name
we could pronounce, room-temp-
ready and raring to go.
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