a slow creek
small fries
he spit
smart fries
they didnt rise
they unlike the koi kept
in an artificial pond an artificiallyturned waterwheel at Old Mill Shopping Center
when he was a boy
he hawked a lougie
spit
one or another mottled one torpedoedup and gobbled
he groaned but really didnt feel
bad
how many times had he hawked a lougie into his throat and given the
circumstances had had to swallow it
to this day if asked
he maintained his devout pleasure
eating raw oysters was fostered by swallowing lougies
the
resulting groans
also a pleasure
to his ears
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18 6. 25
1033, Thursday – Juneteenth, 19 6.
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