fast food

he tells me stop him
if I've heard it before,

which I probably have,
but he goes on and tells

me about the man being asked
by his wife, if he'd like

some escargot to which he
replies, no thank you.

I prefer fast food.

I laugh, he laughs even
harder. at 92 it's good to
laugh.

so little in the world
to laugh
about these days.