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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Simon Perchik

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The doctor had a name for it, your palm
wets itself, folding her favorite dress
with a vague sound from the ceiling

though she will get used to a rain
that belongs somewhere else
that doesn't care you're undressed

have something to do with the cold
and the smoke-blackened sheets
pouring over her shoulders and legs

–you have become a place close by
stand here naked in front a mirror
with nothing more to take away.