The park bench
wasnt hard.
Setting a. R. C. can
on the table
Filling out an application.
birth certificate
who knows
dig in my pappers
neetle in a hay stack
a metal,
detector
whatever. The
sun slaps me hard
a fat clouds departs.
. For a
nother.Fat So.
slap me sun as
the day windles away .little.
chipmunk carries his pecan to
his hideout.....
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