I also thought I'd post some original composition, and hope that nobody I know ever finds this!
Tight Dress
As she steps from the warm bar, lipstick a puddle in her filtrum,
the fog swallows her, her electric dress, her tight spiked heels,
like a glass of drambuie. Even her eyelids are swollen, face
upturned but not given to prayers, a painted broad-
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