thing i've ever bought from a
farmer's market
is a Bear Claw
pastry
and a cup of coffee.
i walk through
and admire the tomatoes,
though,
the peaches and apples,
the stalks of
celery,
beans and home made
cider,
but
nothing strikes my fancy.
the tri-colored corn
is interesting,
so are the sausage links
hanging in a tent
manned
by Jimmy
in a butcher's apron,
from Front Royal, but i
don't buy any.
i'm pretty much here
for the Bear Claw
and to watch
people
mysteriously buy kale.
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