Saturday, September 20, 2014

5929. THE EMBRACE

THE EMBRACE
You know. When copper turns green, or
brass items weather. Patina, I thik it's called.
Two men, in a bear-hug of happy success,
are embracing. In their huge Winter coats,
like bears interlinked. One man, while I watch,
works slowly but surely too, pulling a large knife 
from his very deep pocket and plunges it twice
into the other man's stomach. The man falls;
already gone, I'm sure, before he hits the ground.

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