WORKING WITH HEART

Gabriela has found
A mix that cracks
And day dreams
Under the clouds

Then a hello
With a sugar face
Comes sailing
Through the corridor

Zé—Molina
Is a hidden flower
A pine fall
Crushed an apple

The express lanes
Are closed
2 seedless watermelons
From Mexico
Appeared in my cart

The steady
Cooling mist
Is not quenching
The fire

I was asked
For a drink
That insures
But there’s none
On the shelves

I pray
For celestial flavors