infinite X - an illusive star
God and that file to locate
the murderers
the clipped macaw
to the trees she caws
this whole morning
childhood river
we go looking for it
at the edge of the city
venting their lust
upstairs bed creaks
to a crescendo
venting their lust
upstairs' bed takes us
to a crescendo
venting their lust
the bed rides noon
with a maddening creak
noh theatre - the virgin girl
that man with flowers
on the wig
noh theatre
her husband - that prettiest woman
on stage
envelope X
three strands of hair that would
solve the crime
envelope X
all they have
to bust the crime
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