one of the counselors really liked the three stooges
and we watched them on 8mm projector
after dinner in the cafeteria every night
still smelling the left over food
and watching the moths suicide dance
in front of screen
and even back then i wondered
why they would ride dust particulate beams
when the full moon was just outside
with cool light that did not demand
death for brightness in the few weeks
before fall fell.
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Author:
Jon Nakapalau (
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