Fogel, Al

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STAREyou know, you stare at people and immediately they divert their eyes as if they expected a bomb to explode but if they would regress a little back to childhoodremember when we bet each other who could stare into each others' eyes the longest withoutlaughingINCENTIVEthe last place I workedthey started this incentive planposters all over the place telling me that if Iexceeded optimal output(or something to that effect)a few extra pennies would be added to my paycheck.the others fell for the accelerated slave labor ploybut I kept up my natural pace paying no attention whentwo weeks later I was called in and the Boss asked if there wassomething the matter for it seemed to him that I had slowed down quite a bit.I hit him with the excuse about problems at home and never showed upafter that.IT'S REACHED THE POINT ...it's reached the point where at night my mother says to my father I love youand my father says to my mother I love you then my father purses his lipsand then my mother purses her lips and then the two pursed lips start to move(ever so slowly)on a line heading towards each other and after they touch (ever so slightly)my father says to my mother good night and then my mother says to my father good nightand they go to bed.-- A1 FogelMiami Beach FLTake a magic word like tundraor timber wolvesMalamuteor North Slope, Yukon the gold lust days from books of course, Service the cremation, the shooting rinky-tink dance hallwomen crazy-eyed at the end of the earth a place to gowhooping it up at the Malamutethe killer frost, and six-gunfrom radio too, as a kid, Iheard King growl at the friendly trapperlong before good Sgt. Prestonfound the miner bushwhacked andthe claim jumped"should have figured, a trapper with no furs?" so I can understand, Friend Prosak the pullthe frozen purifying getaway to leave the lady and the son, the Pasha pack it in, head north maybe a pipeline job the icefor the first time in twenty years no books, just like Thoreau the icewatch the ice, Friend Prosakthe long midnightsand those mother timber wolves.78

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