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Part I


This music

Is like glitter

In my ears.

I’ll take a hot shower

2 days from now

And find flakes

Still hidden in my hair,

My fingernails.

Still tingling in my ears

Throbbing with the music

Blink away

The intoxication

And the thick drops

Of the solo craft

Love

Twined with my

Front lobe 

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