In Bethlehem is a yard sale’s old
mower with a cracked head and
a wheel-less baby carriage with
Ken and Barbie in naked repose.
Across the way an empty salon
welcomes walk-ins with squirts
from a concrete hippo in a blue
fountain and front lawn whimsy
of a half-moon outhouse.
Oh, a whiff of
hog-shed where sows give birth!
Three men in Sunday shirts smoke
on the steps of church with mud on
their boots and rain in their eyes.
In tatters, the stars-n-stripes wave
at the self-service post office.
Here’s a field of broken balers
and Bertha’s Corner Store where
the gas pump’s had a stroke.
Up the road
is a sign for Elementary Summer
School: Drumming & Dancing