Silicon Valley
        After Larkin's "MCMXIV"

Above us the promise
of cherries and plums.
We grab what's there,
watch for buckshot.

Sawdust settles
in frames of new homes.
We sift it for slugs
that could coax a coke
from a coke machine.

Sam's father sleeps
in the afternoons
seven miles away
from the overtime cannery
where he works nights
in the Western part
of the city.

The thousands of fruit trees
lasting a little while longer:
Never such innocence again.

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from Bed of Light
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