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he stood upright
well rehearsed and sleeping
deep within the hairline crack between the stones
far beneath the litter that is trod-flat hope
i can catch her from here
he said
but did not listen
taking his mind off things
he dipped his features in some clean pink paint
laying out his tools in the surrounding muck
until she came
giggling all above him
chattering all about him
standing on his toes
he swooped just then
and deftly missed
remembering again that he was the fool
deep within the hairline crack between the stones
i dropped my pearls
she exclaimed through excellent lips
and lo! she swooped as well
gathering him up to her breasts
she moaned
lost them lost them
all but one
but he could neither hear nor see
through eyes with adoration plastered
ears filled up with humming bugs
brainbox dry with shame
missed
gone
missed and gone
he wailed
I shall never want another
said he
I shall never find another
said she

 EAST BERLIN


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