humming smooth bass
from the Barney Miller show
brushing cobwebs
from neglected corners
of my own house

I still favor the Mary Janes
I used to wear
but not polished like childhood

chewing gum
reminding me of Tang
do astronauts look at cobwebs
remembering short days
and comet’s tails

streaks across a split sky
remind me of that first purse
reversible blue corduroy

8 track clicks so satisfying
groove in the car with shiny fins
make a wish on a dandelion
before rushing in dusty for dinner
pocket garden prizes at dusk