It so happened that a man didn’t like what another man said.
So the first man took off his shirt and threw it on the ground.
But he didn’t throw it on any pile of dirt:
it was a more like a dust pile
covering up a plate of rubber
that resembled a house.
Because the first man decided if he didn’t like what happened there
– and he didn’t, not a bit –
at all
and after the second man pointed his finger and
the first shook his fist
a boy hurried toward the home
and picked up the shirt
and put it in a box somewhere
where he would remember
when he was a man.
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