Arrested Development

Ducking for cover when the grandparents appear
like rubes from the farm
arm in arm with my embarrassement.

There they are.

No place to hide...

sliding down in back, hoping to escape notice, yet barely sensing
the lack of notice I might already be receiving...

We wait for my friend to show.

Finally!

Dragging saxophone behind
its case as big as all outdoors I see him
rounding the bend - yes.

junior high schools do have bends.
I was experiencing a case right then.
hpoing my grandparents would just leave, but oh no...

Grandpa with his felt farmer's hat...
Grandma in her farm dress...
And me, in my insane adolescent best...

Waiting for Ronnie, who showed of course,
and then ...

Away we drove.

Past the schoolbus of normality.

Did I say normal?
There is the possibility of future developments.