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...that little girl with her seaside limbs

and ardent tongue

haunted me ever since

–

until at last,

twenty-four years later,

I broke her spell

by incarnating her in another.”

-

(Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov)

& She Like a Mother

Introduced me To Heather

a Runner

of Back Alleys & Clip Joints

All Dark Eyes & Gin Soaked Thighs

I Let Her Lead me Down That Hall

& Many More

In Love With the Waste That Became my Life

The Knife

& Impossible Heists

Were the Dreams I Would Cling To

As the Sodden Sheets

Muffled Our Screams

Mad Dogs

Who Bite

Burning Way

To Bright

Mesmerized

By

the Light

Would we

Find

Death

To Night

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