munching a plum
on the street.
A paper bag of them in her hand.
It is good to her.
It is good to her.
It is good to her.
It is good to her.
It is good to her.
It is good to her.
It is good to her.
Munching.
You can see it
by the way she gives herself
to the one half sucked out in her hand.
A solace of ripe plums seeming to fill the air.
By eating the plums,
the pain has gone.
In which you will probably be able to get me in.
Fill.
It
is good to her.
It is good to her.
It is good to her.
