written in my little red notebook, while on the road -
'ridiculous queue'
said the father to his son
hurrying along
*
sixty degree wedge
boosts a brown'd leg from the floor
in flash and buckles
*
caprese sandwich
e bibite fresce fill
prior-unknown voids
*
even with two seats
it's plain that the young couple
want to share just one
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