he sees him in front of him his other his build the length of the wall of the mess hall the door of the woodshed the endless row of windows dust balls soldiers half-shoes bread on shoe polish in the sun when we ate just for fun the milk bile bile horribly bilious sticking to the roof of your mouth like pitch was simmering on the fire in a pot drink it and let your mouth your palate completely burn drink and die die broken toys mom cleaned them up and kept them i broke the car’s two wheels melted them on the fire of the gas at university i would go down under the pass to pick out a present for you but where were the teeth someone had hit the teeth hard and smashed them then the prostitute had cried had apparently cried he knows she had feelings she cried when she lost her teeth because they
