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Old Woman at the Mountain Café

April 26, 2012

Was a time
jolly happy
the son in
silver light snacking
on butterbread licking
red fruit from his fingers the
doctor’s wife cooing over her beer
leaning trying
to bus his chin.
The hours
passed
in cool bursts punched
with fresh light until
blue fell.
Was a time
happy jolly
blue night silver day
all fresh
jolly happy
cooing son
red fingers
men grabbing
foam from their mustaches
speaking camels and oranges
filling their mouths with
words.

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