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Mar 2012
you smell like
the colored power
of talcum and pigment and makeup
it smells warm
musty and thick - but warm
it's in between your hairs
and in the palm of your hand
and seeped into the nape of your neck
and I'm so close
it's on me too
Algernon
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Algernon  San Francisco
(San Francisco)   
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