Minyak wheezed as he dangled his arms
And gazed down at Kalim.
"Here she comes,”
He looks at her, as she crosses the room
And purses her pouty lips.
“This is always exciting,” he thinks.
"What do you think, Kalim?" he asks.
Minyak's courtship is a marvel.
Two years ago he was holed up in a muggy cement-floor research facility in Atlanta with a chest full of trouble and no friends.
But, LA was dry and sunny.
All went well until the first winter rains when Minyak took a turn for the worse—too sick for the public eye.
As wildfires raged across Southern California, the company offered to purify his bedroom so he could once again breathe easily.
With the slight asthmatic wheeze it was still hoped he might one day be ready to again meet the public.
Now, while Kalim flirts, Minyak basks in the sunshine and watches with lowered eyes.
"He's obviously very interested. He's doing much better than we ever thought he would.” Said Kalim to a group of admirerers.
Wednesday, November 24, 2004
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