dangerous music
there is bad words, notions
a bath, a single group of flesh
a thief comes along, steals
passion and memory
Raul stumbles from the chute.
no one asks why he keeps
going in,
there is always mumble
of Tiger he insists be capitalized
it’s useless
we agree, the beat is nice,
this beast must sleep and go
the way
sleepers do
his Tiger is fiction
her fur: imagine
her Ruby lips:
a partial fraction
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