Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Fish and Chips

Throat a tube full of toothpaste.
Feet crunched and rolled tightly into shin,
thigh, abs gone soft for winter, chest and on.
Squeezing out the soggy mass of batter,
no beer to cut the clog of milk and flour.
Fish, happy as larry,
towelled to death in the 
summer sauna mildew sponge.

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