SEPTEMBER WEEKENDS
Shed the week with its wrinkled suit coat
school uniform briefcase and backpack
shake off water from a last river swim
summer heat, long bright days, studied
niceties of weekday life lost in laughter
childhood run wild till river, field, and sky
purple in the waning sun as down the road
a man named John strums a blues riff
on a battered Fender, Monday lurking
in the torque of each mournful pitch bend