09 MAY 89

 

MAGAZINE STAND

 

Furtive glances left and right,

quick peeks behind,

swiftly I reach for one,

sure now I'm not being watched.

A flip through the pages,

and curiosity is assuaged.

A furtive glance-

a swift reach-

a quick peek-

no one is the wiser.

Still, shame at the endeavor,

sickness at the need.

 

CALDER WOLFE

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