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chewing bricks
bottles
to brush my teeth
to spruce myself up
for a woman in dark green
and ivory perfume
sweet
smells like sand out
of an hourglass

put on a tie
choke a little bit
spit in the mirror

slip on a skirt
make the watch cut off blood
bite down until it turns blue

skyscraper fingers
down the back
over the shoulders
into the small river
flowing under her breast
a heart skipping beats
mine too
all of ours

a great red balloon in the sky

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