she said with a broad white smile
katie had the safe on the floor between her legs
and was pushing the drill into what may or may not be a weak spot in the safe.
the metal powder was shooting off the combination and got on her legs
bleeding into the floor.
martin and greg suggested crowbars and throwing the thing off a tall building
but really they meant that opening the safe with a drill at 1 in the morning
was a loud way to kill time waiting for a whiskey delivery.
they found the thing discarded in the street
and with a flashlight convinced themselves that the shimmer of a plastic bag
could be filled with valuable, precious drugs.
they found a baby in the street too, it had cataracts in one eye
and they named it baby
they taught it how to smoke cigarettes and
asphyxiate itself in the windowpanes
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