off the drag

tired of being picked on
he ducked out of second period
and never came back

it was quiet you could hear
the birds and squirrels
chasing round

an old man ona bench on
a hillside road off the main


gave the boy an orange
they dropped peelings

like flower petals
on the ground around

happy god crossed our paths
the boy
smiled and thanked him
for the orange


bumped it off his


then offered his
blade for the cutting