INVETERATE RAKE

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how are you

he asked

in that stale airy

I couldn't care less voice

Closer to fine

I hurriedly replied

and for once

I actually meant it

well

for that singular moment

anyway

as I hurried

away

undistressed

by

his usual vague greeting

I wished him well

no worse

no less

'The Inveterate Rake'............

(Dec. 20, 1997)


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