Hey, revision number six. Well, look at that, ain't it purdy? Shazaam! One more to go.
Origin (revision 6)
sidewalks
whisper.
I saw
a woman
in a junkyard.
she fall
and dirtied her red dress.
the ocean sounds like
heaven, she
said to me.
to find ourselves among
mirrors and stars, glass and limbs,
she said as she picked
herself up.
go home, I said,
close the windows.
blow smoke.
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