some things are for more than peeing
mamma won’t let me wear roller-skates outside the roller rink
daddy drives the family to the Orange Julep that
rises up from below ground like a turnip
the orange is above ground all summer until
the last autumn leaf blows the Julep below ground
the servers roll on roller-blades &
wear cut of shorts before
the Dukes of Hazzard named them Daisy Dukes
daddy glances at jean back pockets rolling our order in &
breaths in a Cuban cigar
i lick-stick orange Julep pulp through my middle years
until daddy’s bedside library opened with
Playboy take-outs &
i felt in my jeans what daddy’s eyes looked at at the Orange Julep
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