I did buy juice today. It has been
more than a year to the day
since I bought juice to keep in my home.
My friend tells me
about several a thing
related to juice and we agree
that no matter how poor,
no matter how badly your parent fucks up,
every kid should have the opportunity
to have a sippy cup of juice available to them.
A common denominator. From young to old.
To cracked out 65 year old woman
asking you if you want a cup of juice,
the distance is bridged instantaneously
once the apple sweetness bites
from the back of that Dixie.
Everything is okay and you are you again,
a kid who fucking loves apple juice
and summer time scraped knees
and dog spit on your mouth
because if you were not out
in the afternoon batting rocks into the woods
what the hell else could you possibly
dream up being in to.
