Under The Boardwalk

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cheap thrill and gimcrack
serves no purpose?
I disagree, oh Flighty One
Remember? On the Boardwalk?
When Daddy said
"Oh baby girl! Look!
Look over here!"
and away from me
Ms Cheap Thrill
behind the booth,
under the boardwalk
with skirt too tight
and collar up
lips red garish in the neon
"Go your way, Child" I winked at you.
But for me? I'll stay here
with my gimcrack life
and fill your memories til you
shrivel up and blow away.
from you will spring more
memories of me and
I will live forever
where the organ and the neon
carve a world of my own.

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