Front And Center Poem by Pierre Rausch

They'd make up afterwards
On a sweltering summer's day
She walked up in the sunlit driveway
Front and center
To agitate for social change
No maid wrestling with the vacuum cord
But the creek was magic
Front and center
Front and center and no harm had come of it
anyway
She'd be meaning to get one for weeks
That one might as well scratch desire while
one was at it
Better make sure you stay on my good side
In an elaborate sweep across her eyes
Was sliding a slim black volume across the
counter
I just wanted to see how she's getting on
To put her small soft hand in mine
Chorus 2*
It wasn't that she'd forgotten why she was there
And the dust motes hung motionless
Rubbed the silky fabric of her best blouse
Together with ribbon and a piece of paper