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Chicago Poems [Bored Iowa boy in the big city]
fdostoev

Suit tied all day
 1
in the basement of
 2
First National something
 3
or other
 4
 
 
plastic conversations with
 5
pedantic compliance officers
 6
concerning risk tolerance
 7
 
 
life of a bank examiner
 8
is tolerable at best
 9
 
 
then to your hotel room
 10
and the TV.
 11
 
 
Biggest ad in the
 12
Chicago yellow pages:
 13
least likely to be a
 14
cop sting
 15
 
 
300$ an hour,
 16
blond or brunette
 17
 
 
brunette
 18
please
 19
 
 
balding 98 pound
 20
woman with a
 21
cold sore
 22
 
 
2 other men had
 23
changed their minds tonight.
 24
was there something wrong
 25
with her?
 26
 
 
Christy said she was
 27
from Lincoln, NE
 28
 
 
we found the complimentary
 29
hand lotion in my bathroom
 30
 
 
on my stomach,
 31
she worked her bony
 32
fingers over my shoulders
 33
 
 
two months cold turkey
 34
from a crack addiction
 35
 
 
was I sure I didn't want
 36
anything else
 37
 
 
saving up for
 38
culinary school
 39
 
 
washed her hands
 40
in my bathroom
 41
 
 
purse on my
 42
bed
 43
 
 
big shoulder strap
 44
deal
 45
 
 
crack pipe,
 46
pile of condoms
 47
 
 
paperback guide
 48
to culinary schools
 49
 
 
and a
 50
snub nosed
 51
pistol
 52

12 Jan 06

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nice story.

ship poem.
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You have to learn to watch what you get into (pun intended)! This started out sort of slow for me, like a movie that grinds along until the action scene. But then it got more interesting. I think this is well done! It aptly describes an encounter between a naieve young man and a streetwise addict/whore. Sad and scary too!
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I feel fevered by the spirit of this poem.
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Suit tied all day
in the basement
First National something
or other plastic

conversations
with pedantic compliance
officers concerning risk

tolerance, life
of a bank examiner
is tolerable
at best.

is how i read it. which is not how you wrote it. which is ok.

nice poem.

-noodleman
 — unknown

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