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snakewalker

each day I see this guy - on my way home from work. he's this odd young man, he wears a wife-beater, long shorts, bandana, but that's not the odd thing. . . . he dons a yellow snake with faint brownish spots around his neck. a fat snake, really long too. in his right hand, a leash, attached to a pit bull. they all seem to froth at the mouth. today he looked me right in the eye, even though I'm in my car making a right hand turn as speedy as possible.
and I what I want is to get rid of that image.
odd huh.

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Unknown said…
yeah, meadowbrook, hey, I could not get on your blog??? how can I view u?
8:59 PM
Tammy Gomez said…
"they all seem to froth at the mouth."

great line.

thanks for the great talking
and for the lonche italiano
with the frenchman who is
sleeping now and dreaming of
driving his car with the windows
open, a cigarette in his mouth,
and the radio playing very very
loudly
9:49 PM
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