- A Man Had a Choice -
By Lynn Bueling
A man had to make his choice:
roll your own or tailor-made.
in a man’s ability
to take a Zig-Zag paper,
furrow it just right, shake flakes
of Bull Durham from the bag
(which featured the well-known tag
that fluttered from a pocket)
curl one edge of the paper
under and roll the other
over; then with a quick lick
seal that tube for good measure.
To take the craft another
step, he’d reach into his pants
to extract a kitchen match,
and with a flint-thick thumb nail
scratch it to a plume of fire.
Then with double-cupped hands
he’d ignite his creation
— even in mean gusts of wind —
for a few puffs of pleasure.
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