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good morning writer's cafe

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Four a.m.
The breath rises from supine
Eyes stare at a ten year view
Older, farts sing their song with glee,
I mumbled about something between the cheeks
Feet follow the course of yesterday,
the day before and the day before that
Jackson seizes his first treat
as I look upon my big boys eyes.

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[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Jacob!

You are always there!

Regards,
Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

well, yes....i understand "older"---