Third wheel on a mini-golf date with my best friend
when I was twelve, we saw two fat people making
out on a bench at the 18th hole.
Trinkets from every trip in a small plate on the TV stand:
Sun Studios guitar pick, mussel shell opened
but still hinged like a heart, a red rock, the tiniest
white Adirondack chair.
We laughed at them kissing, their fat hands moving
up & down each other.
It takes two quarters to make a flat penny.
It wasn’t funny. Those bodies. Those hands. Those
were the first like mine I saw taking pleasure.
It takes two quarters to make a flat penny. & we
stand there & watch two steel rollers pressing.