Int. The Gathering Storm

Conclusions are easy
cliffs to jump from

and then the dream was suddenly there
addressing what she referred
to when the chips fell
and he, certain there was
time, bided it, knowing that forcing
her to see them would divide her still
but instead the dream        gunshots
the grain crying
and the wheat

"It's faster at Starbucks"
someone breaks her out of her plastic
reverie

and it's not about speed the manager
came out and said to Polly
I know, Polly replied        I used to

There were good intensions everywhere
like gardens that didn't know
they were supposed to grow together
it's economy          a customer said

It's more than that Polly replied
     the weather turns
summer is almost over