A SHOT OF LEG.

james "don't call me ron, goddamn" davis
was running his mouth trying to reprimand me
about burning up his electrical wires with an acetylene torch
give me that wrench you gripey old motherfucker
you bitch non stop I hollered at him
do you know where this wrench was made
taiwan, you ever been with a taiwanese girl
you papa smurf looking piece of shit
his eyes got wide and he smiled at me
and said as a matter of fact i have
i even got a picture of her
the next day he brought in his navy scrap book
and showed me the girl he called leg
she was gorgeous it must have been 1970
fake eye lashes and a heavy coat of make up
he told me how he had bought her and had the receipt
as well she had cost him 400 taiwanese dollars
which was around 8 dollars back then he said
he stayed the night with her and was in troube
when he got back to the ship the next day
he had other pictures of other ports with other prostitutes
and tales of getting butterfly knives and baseball bats
pulled on him for various drunken behavior
now he's an electrician who talks to me like
i'm a three year old and always complains about
the way I do things opposed to how he would
do things.
he lives in sapulpa
walks with a limp
and drinks whiskey alone
wishing for just
one more shot of leg
he said