Sunday, June 5, 2011

3127. FOR CAMILLE

FOR CAMILLE
Jeez no Jeez almighty. Don't
say stuff like that - too much
bug spray in Avenel. Goodness
gracious not. I remember times
as well, just like that, rolling an
endless ball down Livingston Ave.,
chasing the Ford Diamond along
Clark Place, writhing with the
simians at Demorest and Pike.
Remember, I want to tell you,
remember, even if it's deep like
good coffee, you might like tea
better. I'm sorry for that, Camille.
You know, it was Abe Lincoln who
said, in a crappy Virginia hotel, to
the waiter who brought him some
really bad brew: 'Sir, if this is coffee,
bring me tea. If this is tea,
I'll have coffee instead.'

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