Thursday, December 17, 2009

You speak up there in the
synagogue, leather bowl up on your head
tassels slapping your hips
as you pace pace pace
They eat your words
choice morsels, savor every bite

At the airport you yell
at your wife
because you missed your flight
to Hawaii
where she begged you to take her
for years

Later it's a fun story to tell-
that amazing exotic vacation
No one knows the part
where you made her sit
by herself
at the
picnic table

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