before another petal falls off.
Drip.
Off it went, down to the walnut.
A swollen river over a limp flag
bursts with tedium. (down to the walnut)
A circuit date (restaurant,
cafe, record store, bar,
drink, dance,
drank, smooch,
drunken whoopee).
He’s luscious;
shallow.
On Saturday — Sonoma!
At the advice of the lady in the square,
venture up to Benziger,
drink muscat under a big tree,
crackers, brie....
“Hey, is this walnut?”
On to Olive Press,
eat olives.
Then
Valley of the Moon,
the moon under an azalea bloom.
—Plunk,
