Smooth jazz hands
Washboard flow
Headlamp strapped on uneven
Forehead skin
Leaky light
Peppers black skies
Mirage of sun
Mirage of light
Footfalls on dirt crunch
Light seeking cherries
Like eyes above their eyes
Juice on their fingers
Heat falls up
Radioactive dirt
Leftover burns
From yesterday’s shine
They look for them
Along silhouetted bushels
And still wind
Hot air
Cherries, before vengeful morning
Burns them away
There’s sweat in their eyes