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Oliver Doe


February is terribly warm.

Truth! Truth!.. But then

I suppose that wouldn’t be

reality. The sheets are actually

warm enough for me to think

of your cold fingers

tracing the



my           spine;

must you? I would have preferred

to sleep with you (as they say)

but Patti Smith is wheeling around my mind

“and I’m gonna ah-ah make her mine”

and I don’t want to have you like that. Let’s romance (I’m sorry I never bought you flowers),

I’ll make us two cups of tea. I just made myself two cups of tea…


b. 1994, London

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