The Gentleman

When I extend my right hand
to clamp your clammy paw in mine,
it is not because
I have a strong desire
to procure your germs.

I draw with my right hand,
so when I offer it to you
completely naked,
it is to demonstrate
that I am not carrying
[or at least not challenging
you to a duel at noon].

You’re welcome.

Now give me
that bottle
of boutique whiskey
I ordered more than a month ago
because my other hand,
the left,
the hand I curl
into a hammer-fist
and jab with,
is not so understanding
and if you’ll notice,
is nowhere in sight.

I’m glad
we understand

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