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I Hardly Forget Your Name

 Immediately enamored by idiolect,
my paw presented hers perplexed,
and she bashful, bewitched by pretext
when I declared her future my every subject.
The inner rhyme of do’s and don’ts unchecked
allowed her black hole laugh to much me vex,
spurred ardent desire each she-visage to genuflect.
Later, her hard departure of twenty cash and a taxi-cab.

I spend hours meddling with meth-kit and lab,
trying to isolate particles to produce her affect,
but always puffs of momentary mist,
which with darkness hibernate a summer.
One party disallows a future foggy car tryst;
O, missed phone call! O, serious bummer!
Posted 08/08/11
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