nightshades (summerbug ii)
in the deep sweat of august,
tell me you'll have me,
garnished with beetle-bitten heirlooms
in thick juicy slices
and oregano from the pot on the deck--
made just this afternoon,
a dish curated for your gentle bite.
devour your nightshades
place a scarf on the light shade
dim the warm air in anticipation
for the meal that we share.
ourselves among the chirping of crickets this night
are the only sounds we can hear.












