There Goes Dorothy
there goes dorothy
she’s been at the fair too long
she looks like a hippy
whew it’s hot––doozer weekend
mixed dried beans for a dollar
the nonchalance of the dappled crowd
the bandstand’s steady throb:
play us another lovesong
turn it up loud
everyone will now join in
says the bowlegged gandy-drummer
ta – te – ta
the sound of two sticks clacking
they shake the caxixi
the djembe, the clacking sticks
the shaking accelerates
to an approximate consensus
over the delta line to be with friends,
to gnaw on a tangy porkchop
stoker coal––lump and nut,
company housing
hollihocks cornfields cattails
U-pick apricots