my little son to the carnival worker
so that he could
secure him
in the tilt a whirl machine,
i cringed.
his hands were black
with oil
and grease,
he had no teeth and only
one eyebrow.
i was assuring the safety
of my son
to this man with a tattoo
of satan on his arm.
what possibly could go wrong?
trust is a funny thing.
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