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Apr 2014
The first step is the portrait
placed on the dresser,
by the sewing kit and thimbles,
and maybe a couple pens
in case you lose one.
Then quietly *******,
sliding into bed.
Adjusting your toes
against the plush quilt,
and purging your lungs.
When there is total silence,
you can begin to wait.
Written by
Jory  Chicago
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