NiLaM Two Star
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| Subject: Small Mercies 2008-04-26, 19:10 | |
| The money you wired purchased small mercies: chocolate; an indy film; cigarettes; a book of poetry - fires to warm one’s hands by - nothing to get burnt with. Exchange rates can’t buy one miserly glimpse of your smile’s shadow from a nearby window, your form looming like a promise in a doorway, or your hand waving from afar. The sound of your feet, dancing. Instead, this bitch, Time, she keeps passing in her fancy boots - and a solitary German beer. I drown in you, glass deep. | |
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