AFRAID OF REFRIGERATION
Just as afraid of refrigeration as the
timekeeper is of the clock, I step forward
anyway - name not ever called. This is
volunteer. Sitting on some siding in Roselle.
Man this has got to be volunteer. Mimi's
won't open 'til four. Won't even look my
way. If this was Heaven, I'd still be in Hell.
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