I am born in the slums of a jungle;
It is hot and I am always thirsty.
I drink water from the fountain
marked Colored.
It has magic that quenches
my thirst.
My neighbors say
the fountain is
diseased
But that was before
then became now.
At 3 AM
the sophisticates
of the jungle
jabber and howl.
“Who do you love most,” asks God.
“Jayne Mansfield,” says Max.
“And why is that?” God is cleverly
all-knowing.
“She’s dead.” Max replies.
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