Wishful Eating

Kudzu studded with fireflies
creeps in the pine-sap
scented evening
over trees, barns,
abandoned cars,
and the farmhouse
where they sit around
a scratched oak table
with a shimmed short leg
and eat Pie in the Sky
with dream spoons
and wish forks
and talk about
the Sweet By and By
while they wait for
the Chicken for Every Pot
to plop into theirs
while cars beaming headlights
race the evening breeze
past trees, barns,
abandoned cars and the house
where they sit.