Glass of Beer
Jerry fills the glass clutching it, talks, remembers, dreams, thinks, wishes, watches, going in a circle encircling the table, ends back up looking at his glass, into his glass, the foam within the glass, his mouth unknowingly opens, the bubbles and foam are disappearing, he watching them dissolve, as if it was magic. It is a mustered-seed yellow liquid, cold beer, the same color of his pee he thinks. He puts the glass to his lips, opens up his mouth his throat, his eyes wide open, and pours it down...
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