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The Fabulous Water Fountains'

I’ve bicycled for an hour through
Palm Beach to the high swings in the svelte park
Across the dunes and the fiberglass beach:
And I’ve thought of Alma and touching her brown skin,
Like the lingerie of a feral mermaid who
Kisses you once never to come again:
And now all the world has become dark, and all of the mailboxes
Have closed their lips,
And there are no more Ferris Wheels even though I know that
It is even better like this:
That I can only sleep with her on Tuesdays, even though
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