he recommended it
God, I
could smell the room. Tantalizing.
Room Its called the nave
Thank you for
the thought
I couldnt
believe it as I read it
read the text he sent to him
. . . we escaped. Church was nice. All the girls bathed, dressedup, smelled like
warm cookies fresh from the oven.
they were young girls
they were young boys
when Mass was over they headed over to House
of Pies for breakfast an bullshit Bobby
always had to have a slice of fruit pie afterwards Have one, I’ll cover you. I appreciate tha Bobby but if I wanted pie
I can afford it Have a piece of pie. Feelin guilty I have a piece, it reminds me of the
girls at church. I like how you thinkno
no thanks
every Sunday
he an atheist and a believer
Bobby had a lot to believe
he was born infected with polio
his father rushed into the maternity ward waiting room grabbed a man and a woman asked if theyd stand up as Bobbys godparents a priest baptised him in the next breath read Bobby Last Rites
he was present the second time Bobby was
read Last Rites Bobby nudging his thigh with his feeble foot
look in his face Go ahead. Beat that.
Final Score Bobby 2
him 0
2225, Thursday,
19 2. 26
1532, reggaefriday,
20 2. 26
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