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Woke up at three. Immediately took my sweaty body into the shower. Jackhammers or something, glass being swept up [still]. In a bikini on the couch with two kittens draped over me reading a Stuff magazine I drunkenly picked up off the street last night. Then cigarettes and, jesus I'm a bum, terry cloth romper. Red OtterPop hanging out of my mouth,
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of swaying corn, are struck against
softly and repeatedly not by stalks
but loose cool closure to days, a breath
held, losses, rubbings a tender
pink.
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i didn't get home until after 12.
i was dumped recently so i've been boozing...a lot; have a drink w/me?
i hate how Dusk is oop but Last Night and A Sport and a Pastime are pretty sweet. you can borrow if you want.
xo.
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