Peachy Keen

gossamer fluff

soft slow down and

mellowed in and almost out

up and down deep swoon

sweet tender juicy

tight and delicious

silky smooth

slit and swallow

the poem climbs through a fence

this poem starts after it looks

both ways down route 23

waits for pickup truck

and station wagon to pass

crosses road

reaches other side

considers fenced field beyond

grabs bottom barbed wire

with first stanza

and pushes down

positions next stanza under

middle wire and pushes up

bends body between arms

and lifts right foot

over bottom wire

plants foot firmly