in the park
I hear an organ grinder
Nellie the Elephant leaves the circus

The corner shop
has 3 for 2
on chocolate milk

and from this bench
I see the clouds drift away
for a couple hours of sun

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I thought we'd agreed, she said
that our essential beings are cosmically united
and as such
our telepathic synchronicity
is mind-blowingly stupendous enough
to NOT have to resort
to amelioration of carnal separatism
Fuck, I said
No fuck, she said

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First thing,
the sill is barren
Hungry crow pecks at window

I've run out of bread
put jam
on the shopping list

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