April 29th, 2010 -- "The Dust Drinker"

In the close air in the side room of the small house on the thin street by the gray bay lies a tiny thinker, a dark man and heavy drinker. On a pillow by the wall near the door, he sips. Out the window in the street tin cars play. He sips on time and on plans and money in the dusk. The dust in his cup, like rust.

He waits.


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