Cleaning out port-a-potties. Autumn in Oklahoma.
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Dipping honey I wished you were there, Gare, when wild boar ran across our path. Foix and I marveled at the hunting lodge, and fences higher than a deer could jump. I wish you could've touched those open fields lined by oaks that bronzed in the open air, while open hearts made us pizza pockets and corn dogs. I wish you would've heard the suck of the pump as human muck swirled in the basin and up the hose, the one ton truck running, patiently waiting. I wish you could've smelled ... fall's decay ... the horses ... the hay ... the raw earth of deconstruction, the soft mist of deodorant sprayed in a hidden corner, just so. At the end of sunset, back at the shop, fourteen serviced, and a day off to fix the Chevy, I thought of all the times we haven't spent together, Gare, and I wished you were there, driving the truck, dipping honey. © Kåre Enga 27 oktober 2003. Based on actual experiences. Two reviewers wanted to know what 'honey-dipping' meant: Honey dippers would go around cleaning out outhouses (they tend to fill up). A honey wagon would store the waste for transport. A honey pot would have manure for the garden. Probably an old euphemism, but the phrase honey-dipping is still used in rural areas. Port-a-potties, commonly used for construction sites and events, are modern outhouses. |