you get tricked into
going to a nudist camp for
the weekend.
you are horrified
at all the skin
laid bare to the elements.
where's the bar,
you ask someone who
looks like human lava.
she points an arm
that shakes for about
thirty seconds,
and says over there,
next to the hot
dog stand, then looks
down at you and smirks.
you say, it's cold
out, very cold. really
really cold.
Wednesday, September 17, 2014
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