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Woman (?) In mirror
i Dust lifts when speculum spectators observe with disinfected eyes . They didn ’ t want to look , so instead I filled in the gaps by returning to the impulsive sentences I wrote , remembered – dismembered . It ’ s hard to fill the gaps , without much of an imagination and with no motivation at that .
One day , she asked me if […] came out of the blue , I was excited , so I couldn ’ t sleep but to her , I looked exhausted .
There is a man in my café I ’ m worried about . I ’ ve never seen him with anyone else ( please young lady , don ’ t get too close ), he smiled a pleasured smile when you asked him if he wanted pudding .
The nurse believes men are a strange breed ‘ anyone can see it , even a blind man on a galloping horse ’ she said . So it ’ s not just me . Not m / any people follow her , but they do , does that make them perverted ? They touch her hand , with a groping gesture , in the crowd . The first strike . She now needs a chaperone – I don ’ t offer . Second strike . But the joyful Spanish serenade , from Father Misty ’ s organ captured her (‘ and I haven ’ t left your bed since ’). 3
Pools circle her eyes , they radiate a lively sophistication – ‘ I love her intelligence ’ – she says as the honey bee choir sing their sentiments in further and further higher cadence .
‘ Never mind ’ plays as the audience clap and tap . I played their game for a few years , until my lies cracked from side to side , but never got lost .
Staccato accents – like home- appeared . The clock tower hangs above the park side , reminding me of time passing , nicely . It slurs a smooth tirade of abuse .
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Father John Misty ‘ Chateau Lobby # 4 ’ from I love you , honeybear , Bella Union , 2015 , compact disc .