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Crescent City

June 13, 2012

a city of failed love
where runaway
nurses find ways to
fuck fugitive priests
prowling cougars &
cat-mothers in heat
eat fever, & taste the
salt with blue mist
while I return to
tiny hotel bars &
confessions to
girls in expensive
underwear & cheap
perfume drinking
sweet over-priced
California wine
until morning

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From → Dreams, Poems

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