{"id":1676,"date":"2020-03-29T13:32:30","date_gmt":"2020-03-29T17:32:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/redtinnoodles.com\/?p=1676"},"modified":"2020-03-29T13:32:30","modified_gmt":"2020-03-29T17:32:30","slug":"indiscretion-alley","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/redtinnoodles.com\/?p=1676","title":{"rendered":"Indiscretion Alley"},"content":{"rendered":"

“Sarkafo” Gus\u00a0was not a social\u00a0distancing believer.<\/p>\n

He’d prowl the street quite indiscreet, a ciggie butt retriever.<\/div>\n
He’d kiss a baby, kiss a dog, if any were around.<\/div>\n
He’d pick up pennies, anything that’s shiny, off the ground.<\/div>\n
Cops would yell, “Hey! Dumb as hell! Get yourself back inside!”<\/div>\n
He’d make like he had a home and find some place to hide.<\/div>\n
For a week he’d roamed the road with nothing much to show.<\/div>\n
An iron pipe, a can of tripe, a button-shaped rainbow.<\/div>\n
His dream was that he owned the world, the last man left behind.<\/div>\n
The rain came hard. The wind blew cold. The season was not kind.<\/div>\n
So, when the radio call came, a dead man in the gutter,<\/div>\n
the police knew that it must be Gus, the roving hobo nutter.<\/div>\n
Four men in plastic suits arrived and threw him in a truck.<\/div>\n
No obit, funeral, even prayers. Seemed no one gave a fuck.<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

“Sarkafo” Gus\u00a0was not a social\u00a0distancing believer. He’d prowl the street quite indiscreet, a ciggie butt retriever. He’d kiss a baby, kiss a dog, if any were around. He’d pick up pennies, anything that’s shiny, off … Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[35],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1676","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-obit"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":1418,"url":"https:\/\/redtinnoodles.com\/?p=1418","url_meta":{"origin":1676,"position":0},"title":"Art Kills","author":"Rick Young","date":"June 20, 2019","format":false,"excerpt":"He drove a pencil through the webbing of his palm. I needed lead, he said, and then applied a balm. 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