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500
little kitty
enters all blue again and flows
across the room.
beneath the chandelier
she flashes a roll
in overcoat and projects and cooked heels
she adjusts her new flesh slowly
twisting a twilight cigarette
I'm not looking,
she's all eyes, smiling at me
and my thumbs turn to fluid
twirling her shame
she stands behind and
raises her middle finger
and gives a head a name.
*500th Ulysses poem
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