we were never caught
we partied the southwest, smoked it from L.A. to El Dorado
worked odd jobs between delusions of escape
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after Lowell
our mothers wrung hell and hardtack from row
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the fall of
velvet plum points and umber aureolae
remember living
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boooooooo. spooky ripplings of icy waves. this
umpteenth time she returns--this invisible woman
long on haunting short on ectoplasm
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the thief has made me a gift of his night's booty
somewhere, a daughter discovers her mother's coral
brooch missing, somewhere, a man recoils at the absence
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Can kill you
can fade your life away
friends are all out shopping
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