Blink Twice

That sitting in the sun
hasn’t changed when
everything has changed

though houses stand streetwise
like gaps in a young girl’s teeth

water will seep slowly
under your fingernails

drip by insidious drip
someone’s nails turn black

black velvet paintings once plunged 
you into raving pleasure zones

will you ever get back 

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