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The London Hours, 2012

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On a frozen wagon
death cold……..as all

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on lines…….. sitting
on bundles of clothes

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being carried
elsewhere……..having only

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a week to exchange
the new linens

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on sales they were
may not their large fitting

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satisfy us……..may they be too lose
or synthetic fakes……..may you be lying

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once again I……..trusting my hands into
yours and being padded by foggy

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love……..it used to be easy
to share time and a bed

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to feel cozy while naked
in winter……..to launch

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gazes smiles and darts
and be……..happy

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for an infinite night.
Hours were coughing

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and lasting long
clicking silently away

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us pushed on shore
as limbless,

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cold blooded,
animals.

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