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Christopher Rose Feb 2010
My brother,My father,My girlfriend, andMy neighbor who grew upWith me but died recently inA car wreck,And myself,All went to anArt museum.My girlfriendFlirted uncontrollablyWith my brother,My father waitedIn line for his picture To be taken,My neighbor turnedOut to be a fourth cousinOf my neighbor who lookedUncannily like my neighbor,And I ended up dancing inA room with other peopleWondering where myGirlfriend was…
Written after a hazy night.
Copyright 2010.

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