This waste of my time
poetry and waste
bookended with swollen
southern charm
and my next appearance
vaudeville and cajun two-step
the streetlight culprit circus
continues, stay for the show
my lovely lourdes
my lascivious ladies,
stay
because this memory is
getting worse and
worse, this body
begging to fall apart
and who cares
who cares
anymore, what you see.
TA
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