asserted by a simple pin


created: 05-26-2008 
word count: 88

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the beach is far from here.

black trousers hiding socks white
as the eucharist from
little churches down in the
uneven beat of the city.

the priests do not mind drink as
much as girls stretched out on
Father's beds.

wine stained breath,
silver pieces in pocket,
collars mounting firmly under chin.

taking out pins
from shampoo-scented hair.

the beach is far from here.

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