.there are no curses here
we are alone, Sloan, incognito, Guido
that girl for rent, the firmament
spread open like a fleshy fan
and my sweet know it all, he has the gall
to die and die and die and die and die and die and die
of boredom
kickin' up the red dust
pointed shoes.
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