Saturday, November 15th, 2008...11:28 pm

milner place | he said there’s nothing

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He said there’s nothing

concentrates the mind
like a health inspector.

I said wolves.

He said what wolves.

Wolves I said concentrate
the mind wonderfully,
it’s something in the howl.

He said gibberish.

No, wolves.

Gladys, he called
the length of the bar,
don’t serve this one
any more.

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