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Vancroupe When you wake in darkness, the sun two horizons away.

When you touch the hollow of my neck, with those ragged red nails.

When you smell the starlight on your lawn at dawn and mourne.

When I laugh and when you cry.

When I think that my best days are lost in your past.

When you sleep on devil grass, eating pickled apricots.

When you trouble your landlord, who waves a glass stick blind.

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