Friday, April 9, 2010

The Lips Of Their Daughters Comments

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Rum moves through this body; it puts the scars to sleep
Like anchovies softly breathing over the flesh:
It gives girls I know lighthouses to feel with valuable clothes,
And it brings other girls to them like sailors all shampooed
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Robert Rorabeck
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Robert Rorabeck

Robert Rorabeck

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