Tuesday, April 25, 2017

9437. THE MAN WHO ATE NAILS

THE MAN WHO ATE NAILS
For lunch, maybe, but not much else.
Breakfast as a feast of red jelly. Dinner
with a cracker and eels. Here's where
he sat, three times a day, tapping
drum-rolls on a fast-food table.
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He's gone now. Livid, angry, and 
wild.  Stormed out like a joker 
in a deck-full of queens.

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