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by Troy Eggleston

e rode the bus together
so if i stare
it is only to assure
that the proper pieces
fit the allure
in my dangling mind.

i changed your name
once because you reminded me of my first love
and again for the same reason
but if i was to look beyond your shimmering thighs
then i would know too much.

there are certain things a broken man prefers.

i was in love
with arrows in flight
then a flood weighed me down.
and although you are more beautiful than rain
my puzzled situation
prefers shallow water.

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