Tasting ashtrays never seemed

more inviting than the day I actually

got an invitation to do so in the mail.
Had I fallen victim to the spooge

of glossy come hithers

and twisty tied guarantees?
Just imagine me stuffed

in an envelope trying to lick

the seal shut with an ash coated tongue.


Raymond Strickland jr.   feb.15,2005

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