and the may sun shone down on california.

and the strawberries grew fat and full


and thick and red and as big as your fist

and the traffic on riverside drive was thin

but by no means non-existant.



when I saw you against the soda machine.

I saw you leaning there.



and your hand in the basket

was nimble-fingered, and red finger-nailed

and it made me remember the sunflower that popped-up outside my window one

morning in norwalk

it was bright yellow and it was real inviting

and I almost forgot that it was an intruder



and I saw you against the soda machine.

I saw you leaning there.



I saw you against the soda machine.

I saw you leaning there.

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