the forbidden bedroom
abandoned public toilets
anxious box of fifty year old nurses
opened and examined, not spoiled yet
The empty box of chocolates
attempts at pleasure, flavor and the delusional dream
The greyish dull concrete moist with steam
lit by shopfront windows of distrustful clerks
all from ships that ran aground in fleets
and wandering vagabonds settle and get to work
with candyshop grace
It´s a name and a place for renting
a skimming stone bounce a few centimeters
closer to an identity
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