does a bear shit in the woods
does a bar
thought his sister was being
raped rushed into the woods shot her assailantWhat did you do whadid ya do?
Do? I saved you. I came arunnin’.
I heard your screams. I . .
. . Youanidiot. I werent screamin’ for my life, was screamin’ felt so damn good.
Ya better
bury ‘im.
he did
carved into a nearby tree D. Boone
CillED A BAr
he shit wherever he had to
shat in woods jungles in rank twolane highway gas stations where he stood on the porcelain squatdeeply
under him surly stinking stews did as he
learned in Nam never came across a
Vietnamese who bitchedbout hemorrhoids there
had to be something to it
made sensewas good
practise
he recommended it to new
bars who arrived incountry not knowing their risk war wasnt going well officers fragged but they were youngagile Boots on the toilet sir squat thaway least got
a chance You can hurl yourself back up an
over the partition put it between you an
the blast
Anif I
were you ya find out who Shoot em
Write a letter home Lie
he shat in bluecoloured honey huts infested with black widows once a rattler that didnt strikeonly wanted
out shat in creakin old wood outhouses
whenhe had to go hehad to go
seems itd go for women too
although he understoodlearned that a majority didnt much
care tohis girls didnt care to when they were little held them by their thighs
above the rim above the warm miasma they
steadied themselvesheld two heapinhandfuls of his hair reason why he wore it longer
in their teens their disdainresentment
for them grew taller than they were No way, I’m
holding it. You find a restaurant real quick.
Theres a gas sta . .
.
. Restaurant.
Jesus
years later they confided it was
more than needing a toilet it had been their
time of the month
Why didntya just say
It’s embarrassing.
The
hell its natural
Not really Dad, not really.
Idve thought you bein my kids
youd have a good healthy attitude about it
Good healthy?
Yah
Ohshit Tell me ya didnt let it stop you from making love
What?
Ohmygawd I
ought have tests done yamay not be mine
For tha matter your mothers It
made for slickslippery fun Only drag was
cleaningup afterwards the bedding
Oh my God Dad.
No you
don get to awmygawd meNope No way
That’s unsanitar . .
. . Christ its only blood I eat
my steaks blackanblue Ate my women too
Auditioned to be Bozo the
Clown
I know on one hand Huh Though Id have to include myself to make a
majority whod want a straw to dip into
an sip the Big Gulp
thatbout flipped em
after midnight during a hot
bath, Thursday, 15 6.
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