dropped his eyes

thought they were

 a nipple clamp

by the road

off somebody's old

thrown out lunch

but still had

fresh signs of

peanutbutter and jelly

spillage caused by

sloppy packaging by

the sly BAnkers

branching out under

guise of trusted

hard working ladies

of the night

baking loaves of

warm French bagettes

illeagally from under

the long table

where they spread

each golden loaf

hugs to tbc

of fresh bread

and dollops of