Debate

Oct 16, 2008 08:01

For ninety minutes
His blink/grimace router firing randomly
The crabby old man
Conjugated the verb “to fight”
Seven hundred times
Through teeth locked together
Like a jigsaw puzzle
Dipped in Lucite

Angrily conjured
Irrelevant ghosts

And tried not to scream “boy”
At the top of his antique lungs.

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