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Tuesday, August 24th, 1999 - Disentangle (the poem)

	He comes over after work with four new wooden stakes. We arrange them among the tomatoes and the cages and the twine tied to the stakes that are already there. He wets the earth soaking it until it's soft like flesh and we push just the tips in like acupuncture standing back to see how it looks. I am discontent. Looks fine to him. We finally agree and begin. He drives them into the ground with my new mallet made for such harsh work, made to help drive a stake into the earth. I have vampire fantasies among the blood red tomatoes, but say nothing. We have to unbraid the vines from the string from each other, so we can set the old stakes straight. The small ones on the ends are easier and I train the Green Zebra entirely up one stake, winding vines around each other around the stake making a self-reliant structure. (Hey, I'm late for the DMV, sorta, or will be if I finish this poem right now....)!
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