by Desmond Kon Zhicheng-Mingdé
butter in a jam jar ajar like a door knob still shiny maple over butter over buttermilk waffles brown as burnished gold not so yellow not so buttery an effect buttering up milkman postman both trucks stuck in mud ugly mud on face on arms neck knees legs butcher boots
but butter is grace is utterance is warm fire mother’s warm hands but for dad in a bunker
big summer bumper crop of honeycomb and languor like a bath lathering
ice cream in mouth in open chuckle but take the memory in float down
but button down the soapy memory she said button down the blue house and luggage walks and good fairground fun because the times are slipping down on knees like the old warring years
but for the buckeye butterflies over marigold flutter flutter aflutter
Last updated May 31, 2011