Afterburners
We stopped at the Donut Castle
for a cup of coffee bur really to watch the hookers.
We found out abruptly
that they dislike spectators
and we scalded our idle tongues.
I said nothing as we drove away
because once I paid a dime to look
at the freaks on the midway.
You also said nothing
and I'm still wondering -
for what else do you feel shame?
by giovanni malito
