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Irish Spring
Bless me baby
this blade of soap
who has explored
every curve of my body
in a randy rain of ruin
as she dissapates
into nothing
A full figure in a month
has melted away
with every adventure
made every shower golden
and cleansed more than skin
Bless me baby
my new bar of soap
it's time to begin again
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I think the Apocalypse is happening all around us. We go on eating desserts and watching TV. I know I do. I wish we were more capable of sustained passion and sustained resistance. We should be screaming and what we do is gossip. -Lydia Millet
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