9693. CALPERS AND CALLFETTO

CALPERS AND CALFETTO
LANDSCAPING

Some men were lining the driveway with

flowers : dreading the moment, watching

for something while a lean cat crawled 

among the blooms they'd just put down.

There had to be a language for this, yet

they didn't know it, as they scat-talked

to each other in their Mexican tongue.

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Which never shuts up. Which does just

rattle on. Still another slams the truck

door where a radio blasts  -  words and

music only known to them. I sit back,

for myself, and think about gun control

and deportation and the wall; any of those

current issues we define thing by.

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If one of them was wounded, I guess I'd help;

or if one had a child, falling down, I'd go

and give assistance  -  the wife walking by

muttering thanks, or gracias, or whatever.

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There has no be no inclination for the 

declination of the power that's the force 

of a heart, and, as difficult as it all might be, 

we sink or swim in this together. I can't

say more for, in this case, here, I surprise

even myself with these considerations.