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Ezekiel J. Krahlin

(A True Tale From The Castro. Eat your heart out, Armistead!)

©1998 by Ezekiel J. Krahlin

T hose with HIV
H ave a private club, with
E ntry for just a dollar,

L ook around and you will see
I llicit dealers, opportunists
V ying for more souls, more money.
I holler:  Damn crooks!
N ever dream for a moment you're off
G od-captain's hook!
         Not funny.

R elease my buddy from your grasp, the
O ne you stole from me; through
O nerous deception, and snaky trickery!
M ercy on your twisted souls:  still