(11) Impatience in the Booth
We shyly banter back and forth
She wipes my lip of beer stein froth
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After you've gone
I masturbate,
Did you have to take so long
Why did we have so wake up late?
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Riff on The Umbrella Lady's Thorny Valentine
Just because I'm old
(My skin is rough)
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Three weeks, three months, three years,
The flyer's on the pier,
The posted schedule to awaken
In the shipping lanes of God's forsaken.
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(13) The White Ship
Into the White Mist she sails
On the White Ship by the white rails
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I shook a seed from out your book,
A dried and wrinkled pit;
I placed it in my breakfast nook
And sunned and watered it;
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Come lift your hand
And cross the air
And join to mine
We are a pair;
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Oh for a glass of sauterne wine,
Cool and clear in bright sunshine
Pressed from grapes from Laurentian hills
That I might sip at rest and still;
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Old Man in Grozny
The old man crouches by the fire
Composed of bits of wood,
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Vacantly we stood at the wire,
Skeletons in prison strips,
To watch the guards at shift retire,
Their healthy flesh, their clothing ripe.
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