real west
periodic poetry
8.19.2010
Cab 304
He gets in my cab and says, coins don’t last when they are tied up on purpose. I'm still active duty military. CIA.
So am I, I say.
We should exchange business cards. Defects on man mad dogs. What's your cab number?
304.
Can I get a receipt?
If I have one.
I look in the glove box, find a receipt and hand it to him.
What's this for?
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