foggy afternoon
in capitola
i cross the parking lot
with a handful
of candy fruits
for my children
a uc berkeley sweatshirt
walks by
on a forty-something man
with cropped silver head and beard
and a deep scowl on his face
as he walks past
i see the bare back of his neck
tender and vulnerable
i want to jump him
and bite his neck
but why?
20 September 2001
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