you don't like
to bowl, not
duck pins, or
even ten, but
you like to wear
those yellow silk
shirts with your
name embossed
in fancy red
script, and those
tan gabardine
pants with pleats
in the front,
so 40's, and
the soft shoes
that makes you
feel like a cat,
with your size
ten number,
circled on back.
you enjoy those
vinyl chairs,
the french fries
that they sell,
and the ice cold
budweiser beer
in a brown
bottle. you could
stay there
all day in that
cool hum of a
building, listening
to the crash of
wooden pins
tumbling, tumbling,
then swept away.
this is the look
you were born
into. this
will be your
attire from
here on out.
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so when we going bowling? huh, huh? can't wait. i'm terrible, but a few drinks in me and i'm a pro at anything! even bowling.
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