Wednesday, September 2, 2015

SNAKE OIL

Nobody—ever told me 
it'd

be easy;
though I thinkif I remember 

correctly—he did somehow manage
to slur

a few words—fairly quickly
as he

shuffled past
the automatic doors—out from underneath neon

sunglasses, baggy beige 
trench, and 

huge fedoraabout its all happening
remarkably fast.

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