...billowing skirt
in the summer breeze,
flirtatiously nude a Beige shade of satin flirts
a glimpse of something sweet,
her eyes flash like fast darts
cold buttons over bullets that burn
he can smell her perfume
some kind of intoxicating chloroform,
"Kalypso" it's called,
while the knife heel of her sharp stiletto
crushes on the glowing embers of
his dying cigarette, a silent metronome
in his addled mind counts idle moments,
through lost t......
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