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  • 1998.10.27
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A hounds-tooth coat, pockets are bulging with Nebutal bought from some doctor Who also was bought to keep those pockets full The face was lost, partly recovered, I'm half asleep, half in a frenzy One side tries to smile enough for two Pictures remain, split at the image Cupboards well-stocked with things to diminish The pain that comes with clarity And mirrors in well-lit rooms She checks in at dwindling daylight, a week up front, asks not to be bothered The registry will show her mother's name Locks the door, sits on the bed just a minute before she picks her purse up From the floor, she's pulling out what she needs Warming her wrists in promising water Somebody's love, another one's daughter Readies herself Apologizing to the motel maids Double edged and super blue, vertically letting the life from you Casting a new darkness through the room Angels lay their odds on you, know not quite what they should do Only that they can't quite tear themselves from the view

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