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The stranger slaked his thirst at the well, the...
children pulling at his clothes. He pulled faces...
On a crowded bus, brave with cider I offered her...
Wind-tossed and curled she used me as a chair...
The stranger slaked his thirst at the well, the...
children pulling at his clothes. He pulled faces...
MERMAIDS
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each...
The raised stalls where the angelic chosen sing
The incense narcotic and on the walls the old boys...