Sensuous and Sensual Meet in a Dark Alley

Too distracted
to remember to mourn

the death
of romance

in her tale as told
by the most unreliable

narrator. Eyes
that see beyond

any field
of color

she might identify
with. Eyes

she can’t see past
to her next

step down

those flights
of stairs. Eyes

not vocal
chords or ears
this time around.

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