White Flamingo
Someone once burned a pentagram outside my friend's apartment
The day after, in the courtyard, he stripped off all his clothes
Silently perching on one leg by the edge of the pool
A faceless neighbor giggled, "he's gone flamingo".
After a brief scuffle -they carted him off to jail...
Hesitantly, I posted bail I couldn't afford
The very next day
he stood on two legs
fully dressed
We put in an
honest days
work as if
nothing
happened.
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