.waiting line theory.

P. S. Burton

Oral History

There sit's a man on the stool
Of the bar table. Hands folded.
He was intense. His eyes were
Faded and dim like the bar lights
I went up to him to quietly and calmly
He was breaded and had a aroma of
Whiskey on his breathe and the butts
Of cigarettes in the ashtray gave
The image of a thinking man. An I
Asked the bar tender for gin, dry it
Helps a man remember and recall stories.
I asked the breaded man for a story. He told
Me about the first time he hunted and skinned
A rabbit. He told me of how he meet his wife at a
Summer dance in Yazoo the summer of 1967. He told
About the high expectations for his children. He told
Me dreams. He gave me his history . He made me apart '
Of his life-
A stranger