In Another Conversation

A gallic duchess, with white light streaming
like happy tears through gingerbread hair.

A grinning nose, and cosmetic skin
smooth as the dead of night.

Smiles given more often than trains can take
each and every one of us home to love.

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Dylan Harris
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it's my hands
my difficulty with melancholy
hence the coldness
fear in flight, god
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