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Take that waiter, you could marry him.A policeman with his fat black stick Or a night watchman with his globe Like an eye, veined, protuberant. A baker thwacking his silky rope. You could lie flat back and be floured. In the morning you would have…
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A man in an orange jumpsuit leapt something made of barbed wire.
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