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dannyboy

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Unscrews the small metallic lid, purses
her lips, applies the tame pink, smacks
her lips together, dabs at the corners
of her mouth with her right-hand pinky
then turns, smiles at me, a nod from her
hair-sprayed head – genes find meaning,
weave within, create futures from nothing,
without understanding – I replied with a smaller nod
returned the smile. She offers her hand, I take it,
feel the size of her fingers swallowing mine
with Freud’s ghost as company (sitting somewhere
between my right shoulder and her left hip)
we walked out hiding unease to greet
the well-known visitors this frequent Sunday.

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Unscrews the small metallic lid
purses her lips
applies the tame pink
smacks her lips together
dabs at the corners of her mouth
with her right-hand pinky
then turns, smiles at me,
a nod from her hair sprayed head –
genes find meaning, weave within,
create futures from nothing,
without understanding –
I replied with a smaller nod
returned the smile
she offers her hand, I take it,
feel the size of hers swallowing mine
with Freud’s ghost as company
sitting somewhere between my right shoulder
and her left hip,
we walked out to greet the visitors
this frequent Sunday.
 
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