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augury doggerel

Thursday, July 15, 2004

Precipitate

I look up to the sound of a curtain drawn back, metal rings on a metal rail. A woman in a boutique tries on a watermelon summer dress with a girlfriend. Her girlfriend is the talking mirror. The woman cups her watermelon breasts and smiles at her friend, then past her friend to a table where I drip black coffee on the weather report.

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