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The unfinished sentence of hers, the sound, the broken detail; wish I were the silkworm's thread in her skirt interwoven.
Madonna in adobe simplicity as a radiant glow
Mermaids polishing kelp, the shimmer in their palms;
Rice powder, kohle and red henna
"Wireless death", the cellular's squeaky voice;
Scared but happy now that they were alone
On the rivals' peacekeeping horizon new rivalries;
Buried in paper work, the end of the millennium; |

