three hummingbird feeders
hang from the rafters
inside the old gazebo
located in the back far corner
of the property
one hundred some steps
from the sliding glass door
refilled every daybreak
by the old man
the homemade nectar
prepared the night before
by the missus in the kitchen
december two thousand twenty
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We were dead set on going out west
to California no less
north of wine country where we could
easily assimilate without much effort
There were details to work out
such as putting the pets up for adoption
and finding new sitters
for the children’s children
With little left to do in a town where
everyone knows your name
we consider ourselves history
just as soon as we mastermind
our final final bank heist
may two thousand eighteen
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