a torn tutu stuffed
into a trashcan
which has tipped over
and sent garbage sailing
across the sidewalk
my boot gets caught
in the cigarette burn
of the tulle causing
the abandoned skirt
to drag from my heel
trailing behind me
like a drunken tourist
in search of a mate
and my life moves
like a poem in action
and my life moves
like a poem in action
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