The Atoll

Dino (cont.)
The twin cam motor while I sorted nuts
My fingerprints were clear in smoky oil
His chubby fingers left no prints at all
My fingerprints resolved a weather map
Of highs and lows his fingers left depressed
But knots of noughts a windless paradise
Gloria
Removed by surgery your story grips
Dino
You didnt hear it from me senora
Hector
Dino youre naive and young I cant let you
Go down a patsy take your amnesty
Dino
Superior wizard how can I thank you?
Hector
Ill drum in your mob bosses next for trial