And I could smell Tennessee br Grass in your hair; br Your body, your neck br Bosomy white; br And see your red flannel br Shirt br Against the evening trees; br Catch a glimpse of you br Running br From the moth orbited br Porch lamp light; br Your sneakers sparkling br White on the gravel; br The over the shoulder wide-eyed br Glance, br Clear skinned with no blue br veins; br Thick dungaree thighs pumping br Over br The niight water tar, br Rising br Out of the weeds of the br Drainage ditch; br The O'Neils watched too br With a life-time of squinting br In their faces; br Now they are dead br And only is night now: br Tennessee black night; br My heart is choking.