upstairs’ vent of lust
the bed rides the noon
with a maddening creak
upstairs’ vent of lust
the bed rides through noon
with maddening creaks
from ash to ash
a little romance
with the Creator
spring class
robust laugh breaks through
the chill
a race
the budding trees last week
have bloomed
putting on her wig
cancer patient asks the price
of being woman
broken roof arch vent
the haunted house
whistles and sighs
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