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ISSUE 121 VOL 7 PUBLISHED 11/9/2007

Fiction & Poetry: Keeping a Straight Face

By Bryan Runck
Contributing Writer


Friday, November 9, 2007

This is your best joke yet. Your body may be worn, but is still as strong as six years ago. I'm laughing - can we move on now?

The copper pipes behind my eyes didn't break while reaching for your hand. You're the plumber, get your orange toolbox, turn off the water, drill into my head, and fix the problem. Then clean up the damage. Same as Krinke's house in '98. Use your skilled hands. Hold my hand now as tight as your Stillson wrench. Cancer? Stop fluffing, this king joke has been bled out, it's as pale as you are.

Take off the bleached, leather mask. Remove the Halloween wig. There's not a piece of iron stuck in your gears, so just keep breathing. Hysterical - you've taken this as far as growing flowers from your chest. Teach me how to keep such a straight face.





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