THE RECKONING

Assiduously avoiding all signs of fall
I am savoring every flavor
Of this most beautiful summer

Hoarding the treasure like a thief
Figs bursting like a jewel box
Amethyst plums in my pockets

Like a party crasher
I devour everything at the banquet
Warm ruby ripe tomatoes basil and balsamic
Salty emerald pesto strands slipping through my lips

I smile at the invited guests
A sweet topaz corn kernel dangling from my chin
The juice of jade tarragon chicken drips through my fingers
Ignoring the signs of fall and failing
I look over my shoulder for the reckoning
And feel the chill from an open door