138. a slight car bomb goes off as the band play ‘stella by starlight’ beneath white attention a hotel is a death-trap corned maids give wedding base stashing bewitched roughage those pipette shadows clanging as solids fluids replying baths on this floor running in zoo tandem chasing water down from that mountain, men at windows are those birds unrolling their receipt drawing walnut ridges with our testicles up inside fancy masturbating before hot grub mapping in pins and string that grey expanse with lungs on the early ferry and a froth band following two seaway whistles fighting over who owned our trail tonight i’ll sell off my dance all the young girls like that song that bit itself biting others so warm is the loot of cousins only after they’ve kissed you do
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