First Thought

The plans and schemes and
wild dreams that probably would
never come to fruition anyway.
But maybe.

Maybe is lost.

In this morass of
medical misadventure. 

Produce Man

I ask you both what you would do
if you could do
anything.

You answer simultaneously.
The same.

You swear you'd fly
F14s
To heaven. 
Even hell. 

But sometimes
at the start of the season

The first tomatoes
are enough