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Carne Vale discarding skin shedding supposition like a snake producing winding tracks in sawdust tents of unrepentant shame undressing time and layering parquet on dismal beaches thick with souvenir the boardwalk finishes just where the tide begins and I haunt circus grounds leave cotton candy fingerprints on carousels and wooden unicorns The rowdy shadow laughter of the crowd dispersing after mass robes me in checkered summer dress that I am witness to the sanctified procession is my Coney Island roll, and to remain outside their bliss my choice and my bliss only to remain container for the thing contained just this |
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