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Malaysia

a piece of a pill I was crushing
jumped out of the bowl
and lodged in a pleat of my pants.
khakis, beige or light brown or khaki colored.
some small person in Malaysia whipped them up for me.
aren’t all persons, both men and women small in that place
we all knew about in high school? especially the little children are.
I don’t know. they are in hallucinations and documentaries.

it made me so upset, today to know that my shoes might have matched
my tan trousers if the lights were on
in the little closet next to the bed.
you must think I am upset or mad most of my day and night and dream
sick, curse filled mares.
but, I am just making fun of good humor and satisfaction, so cuss and unfold
polite little napkins like an autopsy in order to spill the finger bowl.
this invites frowns from my friend for lunch and the staff 


12/30/03