for Twiglet #20

Knock-Turn #1

Sour and dank I crawl
into the old bus
as I crawled out. A bar
towel. This woman
spilled Coke, knocked
over her glass
and crushed ice, into her
scrambled eggs.
After they all left, brown
and sticky ran
slowly down the leg. We
use vinegar-water;
some will have Clorox;
some, ammonia.
There are nights we are
like a family band.
And some divorced nights
when it is easy
to crawl back in, sticky,
and forget it all.


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