insulation. Joey could see the summer come as a freight-train load of coal in the hot tracks. the violets that continued to fade. dreams Crazy auctioned. the worst youth. give water to cacti abandoned gutters. terraces too small and too poorly lit streets. Joey slipped up the stairs in the dim light of a cloudy day. the sound of hot English soap opera along the corridor. anorexic cats that meow in the sunshine of seven in the evening. anise along the esophagus, cold. s'ubriacavano together a lifetime ago, laughing against the rolls of toilet paper. as they were beautiful. Christ as they were beautiful.
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