grass in the 80s

we laid down

nested in it

light strings

new love

without
dollars or data

or other entities

in the soft rain

from lemon clouds

inside the sphere

when  we were young

and  america
could be good

now

espressoing

the mahogany and marble

your shadow numbers

seep into sight

a line of blood

from prior version(s)

and parents decisions

into yours