hal E. Burton was putting a toilet seat over his head .smiling

"just take the fuckin ' photograph'" he thought

Smiling like a his idea of someone else's idea of a naval officer from some shitty movie his commander made him see in the Balkan Mountains .way back

"One more .it might read"

squirrly said to him his faggot aide and closest companion.his dresser

he smiled .better this time only for curly who looked like he could use a drink.he smiled like a rented spotlike in an empy pool

poooooooooooooooooooooooool boi

yum

expecept here at the function

this pool boy kept haunting Hal.

naked except for a jockstrap

this man from a mennen ad

poooooooool boi

yum

it seemed to float around him like those computers that project into

thin air

poool boy put his hand down his jock and was releasing his penis

pool boy was everywhere now.birdie his wife

was the only one he ever told

Joan

sweet lovely sexy Joan

who looked at him like

like

like the bitch knew what was going on

ONE ADAM 12 ONE ADAM 12 he said into his phone sweating

pool boi disappeared

Hal E. got a hold of himself.

he looked from the wings of the sons of something or faggit he thought

trying to remember he was in god damn memphis

One more the Photographer said.

i didnt like the look on your face in the last shot

Prettty G-G-Gay senator

hal e burton's wife sat in the pew.she was an expert at folding her white gloves and suppressing farts while her husband

spoke