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Friday, July 24, 2009

Soda from a Great Height

just as he was
offered a toasted
sandwich buttered
on both sides his chest
exploded in a gush
of bright red spray
drenched the whole family
with its warmth

thought it best
to get some change
for the bus and stumble
out

posted by Unknown | 4:27 PM | 0 comments