pop an’ Kelly…

eating pickle-loaf…
empty Pepsi cans…
dogs growl…
piss-smell…

I like Kelly…,the old man says…
she’s my girl…,the blonde giggles…
What happened to that black guy…,he quizes…
gone pop…he’s gone…

dark house…
84 degrees…
a fan spins…
T.V. blares…

like her better by herself…,dad says…
just me an’ her in the mornin’…
me an’ her…
think she’d marry me…

pictures of mom keep her alive…
old clothes in closets…
a large numbered clock…
greased frying pans never washed…

oh she’s a sassy thing…,father crows…
she’ll tell ya ‘ bout it…
she divorced…
betcha she’s a handful…

eating pickle-loaf…
empty Pepsi cans…
dogs growl…
piss smell…

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