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Pretty soon
I started lubricating myself.

First with an inexpensive brand
of olive oil
then ten-w-thirty
synthetic motor oil.

My goal of fitting
into crowded spaces
was semi-successful
in that people
gave me room
to pass through the gathering
as long as I did not rub shoulders.

The method of beer
wine or fermented grains
seemed popular
but too often led to
awkward morning reacquaintance
and diminished self-respect
in direct proportion to the loss
of self-restraint.

There was flattery.
I learned to spread it like jam.
My success was coupled
with the level of sincerity I could muster.

copyright © 2022 Kenneth P. Gurney

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