Yankee Meadow May

There is no law in force
Anywhere in the world
Right now—right this moment,

The moment when these words
Are joining together,
The moment whenever

You’re encountering them—
Someone isn’t trying
To successfully break

Right now—right this moment.
Right now—right this moment—
An electric blue tent

Is pitched behind the tree
That bears the warning sign,
“NO OVERNIGHT CAMPING,”

And this cheek in a time
Just out of quarantine,
And someone snores inside.