You see, I write myself - just look at all these goddamn words! - and all you ever want is somebodyto read your work. The three of them asked what I thought of his work and I told them I respected his wishes for me not to read aforementioned work at present. I unearthed the discovery while drinking (what I assume was Goldschläger) and smoking (what I assume was a clove) in the local parking garage with coworkers after a bunk shift at our restaurant gig. When he handed down his ’93 Toyota Tercel to me - a stick-shift whip that eventually became known as The Deathmobile in my hands, among my cohorts- he left boxes of Torquecopies in the trunk. You absolute goddamn pervert.”īut the good sir had long been a source of wisdom for me, so I rolled with it. Even though I stayed silent, I definitely thought, “Oh my god, it’s a bunch of poems about you boinking Mom, isn’t it? You pervert. I very obviously assumed he was kidding, and then the actuality of waiting more than a decade settled into me.
A Lesson in Forbearance From the ForefatherĪ pause kicked its heels up between us. “Proof of Flight” by John Kilroy is available on Amazon and Barnes & Noble.
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