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Bad Belly

bad belly The thorns for the rose, soil hands for oily lips, tears for the picture in the secret wallet: chokes,lips drip vinegar:"am i responsible? "how do you know"?"it cant be". The clouds beneath the sky, sunshine through trees(the shrubs suffer loss):long blonde hair of snow white ,obstructing rays of a woman and child. Abyss darkness,he drives his car on the freeway thinking what to explain. he reaches a traffic halt, empty world,deep sea, the devil. the moon shines so he sees it all: The ring hidden in his mouth when he said,"seem i have met you before"?"i am single- hmm divorced" and then one hotel,one bed, one night, trouser and skirt on the floor.

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