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Slow Questions Nudge Like a Gentle Intruder

I come here to set this down
Outside the wind flaps
An old pair of drawers
My world howls for attention
A shower of gold visions
And inaudible praise

He stares at himself
Tufts and patches
I need to know
Which is real
Is love as real as a razor?
Will it blossom like a cut?
There is not time for blandness
When cocoons shudder to be opened.

The moon rises flagrant 
As a kept woman
I rouge my cheeks
And go out on the town

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