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“Expresso Shot”

He drank tibetan milk tea 
from his saucer
like a cloistered munk 

his conversation 
was hushed and tinctured 
with fountains of try-too-hard satire 

he spoke softly 
and quite fast 
like a panther doing laps

a surprise 
well hidden
springing  

from long Prairie Sky switchgrass
chasing after too curious merecats 
and bouncy pert Botticelli bunnies

mid-life 
hazardously glazed lush 
in confused transition

he gushed around 
his love for life
to the moon and back 

and there sat I,
the great I am,
green eggs 'n ham

watching and listening 
waiting for the loophole 
to be held like a love leash 

of course, out in the open,
I’d give him free reign 
drop the ropes 

and hand him 
freedom and a little hope
I’m generous like that

sometimes…

and there sat I,
the great I am

in two minds
with my dark 
expresso shot

two Beretta Picos
under the table
ready to raise 

and shoot straight
through his floundering heart 
the one big shot 

he bit into the half glazed
oozing his sweet jam
all over the place

I kept the kill clean
it was mourning time 
the blowback delivered 

painless and nice

(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)

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