is coming home........................It was an elaborate dinner that I fixed
soft fur...........................while my files lay unattended in another room --
warm milk ......................corn tortillas rolled between wax paper and
the sound of water.........cut into nearly perfect circles with scissors,
dry river bed................................carne asada very slowly roasted with garlic and chili,
cold water......................those beans that had simmered slowly in lard laden water.
white bandages....................On one side of the table
brown grass on the hills... her face somewhat hidden by the yellow roses
a flowered dress..............that required so much water
a gold framed treasure .................sat an artist who could never remember my name.
an old army issue sleeping bag............................... low flying planes............ the smell of green grass.... warm stones by the river......................... a red front door................ three feet high and rising........................ a little more rain............................ framing a wolfish grin .................... inspecting drains....................... making love...................... in the line behind me.......... blue and white checked oilcloth......................... potato soup...................... the dreams of shopgirls............... beautiful brown tequila.............................. with a tv screen and a telephone.......................... bye bye bye....................

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