Friday, August 5, 2011
Sometimes
Sometimes at retail I sit quite still.
You are going to North Carolina and I like your spats.
Don't confuse Glory Hole
with religion.
Or religion
with the sacred.
I grew up next door
to a friend with a former
Miss North Carolina pageant
winner for a mom
who always left the door
open using the bathroom.
Plus I went to Catholic School.
I never had a chance.
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