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Feb 2011
Feliz love will soap
Cast away as if jigsaw's breath of fresh air
Granted me a space or two.
Fake it don't make it have it make it up
As though love is a conquered bathroom.
Washing faces of red plaid shirts
With undressed jazz
Lashes to lashes
Sink in your hair
Bathroom beats in my heart
Ceramic quartet
Hungover and tapped.

Washing my hands
Naked as a mannequin
The eyes of a faceless
Toothbrush.
Written by
Fian le Brave
969
   Molly and Michelle
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