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in dreams of Avondale
Street
I am garbed in female
flesh
gasping
and
rotund
and eerie
blue
lights
of
the siren
come through the window
and
touch
the grace of my
hands
.
then I dream
of tumble
tracks
and water
and I drown
in a sexless sea
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