TINTORETTO
BLANDISHMENTS
The damned fool creep in the Army
cap can talk of nothing but. His old
green Chevy is pathetic, but runs. No
one scolds him over it, but I sure hope
it drives away. There are flowers lost
on the mantlepiece; the old antique shop
lady with the funny brogue (I don't think
it's real. An affectation? Or maybe her
pleistocene era teeth have gone bad?).....
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I sweated out one tongue-twister just
before. She was adding up the lady's
groceries, right before me; with that
pencil which had been behind her ear,
and she did the addition right on the
bag. No one checked her work, but
she muttered something weird.
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As to the flowers; they'd wilted and
died two seasons ago, I'd bet. Why
doesn't anyone ever notice these
things? I went to a laundromat not
so long ago; got talking to a man
about his dog, and all the while,
in a small tank there, atop the front
window shelf, a curved, dead fish
was floating on water.
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