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ear plugs

08-21-2009 at 05:52:10 PM
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ear plugs

ear plugs



left ear is killing me

it’s 97 in the shade

the a/c is broken

have to go in the pool



peddled to rite-aid

18 kinds of ear-plugs

asked pharmacist

“ excuse me, which kind

works best the little christmas-trees

or the silly-putty”

(blank look)

“well they’re both OK, i guess,

so which ever you think will

be more comfortable”

(six year of drug school

to learn how to count pills

and put them into bottles)

I got the christmas trees

peddled back- sweating –

huffing – puffing – ear pounding

took 3 motrin -

jump in – get wet - ahhhhhhhhhh

put the plugs in.

i’m deaf (panic) they work too good !!

tear them out – i'm not deaf

screw them back and start swimming around

splashing, kicking, squirting the panting old dog-

motrin kicks in...i’m wet cool and happy

get out –dry off...sit in lawn chair –

so quiet- so peaceful- oh the plugs are still in

leave them in ……..kick back…gaze around



tree tops telling secrets

ballerina sprinklers

smiling dogs

sleeping wind

meditating umbrellas

statue phones

painted canvas birds

squirrels wearing slippers

glass silent tumbling water

unplugged music

carpeted streets

falling feather clouds





all quite like

the moment before

a mid-day sleep





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