Saturday, October 10, 2009


Little bed
next to the wall
thick plaster
yellow room
women wearing scarves
beating rugs in the alley
aching from beer
and gymnastics
a blanket of down
I smile
he wants breakfast
potatoes and sausage
buys me a bouquet
the waitress has whiskers
we laugh and say
I disappear
into the wall

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