Note on the Door

While you were gone
we pillaged your provender.
Husky heads of lettuce fed us
for days on end. (Do you mind?)

We eyed the tomatoes jealously
but obviously they weren’t ready––
too pinchy-green. (You know

what I mean.) By the time they’re
ripe you may travel again. We’ll
gladly look after your place if
you let us know.

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