George Eklund

A Long Island Sketch

The little boys and their wet bellies,
People want to talk about their beautiful families
People want to grill their meat
And converse and dip in the pool.
The little girls and their long dripping hair.
After five p.m. people
Want to talk about going to New York again
And seem glad to think about a meal.
 
The women realize again they are valuable.
The men realize again they are valuable
And though everyone has been hurt
And will be hurt
They can all afford a ticket
To some civil passageway
Where all can realize
How strange they are, irreplaceable
Difficult to reach
In hidden towns off the highway
Where there can be no cure
For the humans.