Tony Walton

5:07 pm at coconut joes barPerched on the stool with my feethooked into the rounded footstepIamPreened eyes scanning questwho suddenly appearand I lock onto them in the cool Revoshade of the liquored watering holedisplaying bleached fangsat striking distance asskweeking noisy groupsof twos and fours engagein skittish gossipI am base and knuckled andprimal – no affectation ofenlightenment, evolution, religionor Gloria Steinemtechnology…

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