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Abeille Sep 2013
I hear an opera
Somebody is home upstairs
Let's drown them out with a shower.
Turn the jazz up high
as I
We
Will dance: slowly, sleepily
Naked in the mirror
Until the water gets hot enough
Abeille Sep 2013
my hands find solace
tapping out the syllables
everything is verse
Abeille Sep 2013
i found out about her in june
"he's been living with me for 3 weeks" she said
"he helps me take care of my son"
i kick over the trash can
its fetid and forgotten contents
now spread across our home

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