I did this once. Dwayne, Nancy
and me boarded a bus in Oakland
5:00 am. Eye-balled pretty good
only others like us were winos.
Sun-baked fields, whole families
working like no tomorrow. A kind
one said, kick in your shiny new
buckets. Fewer tomatoes, your
tickets get punched more often.

Matthew is an old guy who lives in Maine. Drinks coffee. Listens to music. Prefers Pacifico. Writes when inspired. Strawberry Fields Forever.