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Jun 2014
I wish that this man, this mannequin: would breathe.
(That he would kiss me passionately)
I wish that this man, this mannequin: would speak.
That he would call
(I would go running)
Pathetically.
I wish that this man, this mannequin: would show me.
Show me maps of this city
(I could fall asleep)
I know that he is listening.
For all a man (a mannequin) can do; is attend.
I am howling
(the wind wakes me in the morning)
I wish that this man, this mannequin: would stop (collecting)
I have a collection of moments that I let play in my mind
(On a movie screen)
The mannequin has me.
I revealed to him: red wine.
(I'm not sure he see's me)
I wish that this man, this mannequin: would be.
Hewasminemoon
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Hewasminemoon  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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