Friday, July 10, 2009

I just want you to know, Danny
the navel is a difficulty for me.

My father said if I unbuttoned it
my ass would fall off, and it has

worried me always. I was connected to
my mother there before the telephone went

wireless. Plus, I have an inny.
If I dig it out I will seem

scooped--like ice cream, a melon, or a bad
reporter, a lazy or a slower, ethical one.

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