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Light attempt
Through blind hands
Held up in front- a sign.
Squint and squander
Pocket what they lent
for otherwise unworthy purposes.
Exchange irateness for a stifle
A sidelong glance
Parisian sophistication.
Your shoes are dirty
You tap your foot to the music
In time the streetlight marks
What is left of the itch to leave.





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