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cat dance

There was time between
foot-slip and midair twist
for a change of expression:
I know exactly what I'm doing.

 

godiva

Where was her logic -
bare back on bareback?
An ill-conceived ensemble
like wool on a full day;
itching for home
long before work's done.

 

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