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May 2012
Oh sir, with your considerable depth and serious amount of cool
I think i might just like you like you like a swimming pool

The feeling is chlorine, cavorting, blue-green bizarre,
Slipping, and falling, and lengths gone too far

And at the end of the day, when I lay down and dream,
All the people and places have a swimming-pool gleam.
Alia Sinha
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Alia Sinha
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