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There were masks
There were blankets
There were tuxedos
There were chauffers

all gathering round
waiting for that
priceless moment.

The King! The King!
How repugnant!

An array of orgies
filled the auditorium
and I,
an endomorphic recluse
am apart of this charade.

Judge me not by my appearance,
but by the contents of my mind.
I rest my case.
7.22.06

Fiction Collection 2006
©Bobby Ruelas