IN THE BACK OF MY
CAR SINCE FOREVER
The box was forgotten and
unmarked too - some books
and a notebook I'd written in.
I remember its 'being,' but never
knew where it had gone. I mostly
had tried to forget it. The it turned
back up, by chance, or by the chance
moving of something else. All the
references seemed out of date, but
that could easily be changed. A
few good things, right off, jumped
out : like the one about the spotted
jungle animal being the 'ocelot' and
the average American animal being
the 'owes a lot.' That might still hold
up. But some of the other tales were
trite and just as foolish. I'd given even
Aesop a damn good run, but I
didn't want any of it now.
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