When i breathed her
it was like
inhaling the air of some
other planet.
A better planet.
I was a stranger there, yet
she welcomed me in
and suddenly " they're dancin' in Chi-ca-go "'
" down in New Orleans "
and
" ev-ry-where... a-round the world "
It got late.
I'm feeling dizzy.
I found my Flagg Bro. shoes w/the cuban heels
and walked the slow
walk home
on icy sidewalks
from Brother Rice H.S.
into Mt. Greenwood
on
that friday night
in the winter of '67.
Alone.
They advised me to " just hold her in your lungs for as long as
you can
and exhale her through your nose. "
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