me about his knee replacement,
pulls up his
pant leg
to show
me the eight inch scar,
puffy
and pink.
i in turn tell him about my
sinus surgery.
and my
reaction to Levofloxacin,
how it nearly
ruptured my
Achilles tendons,
after just three pills
swallowed.
then out
of the blue he tells me
about
how Hitler escaped from
Germany
and lived out his life
in Argentina.
I've got nothing for that.
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