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	TOGETHER, ALONE, WE WAIT The tired cough early morning trucks hack their way across town next to you silence again shoulders bent to the weight eyes wide open and ear pressed flat against a pillow case embroidered with a grinning bulldog and the dark blue word 'Lover' and yet, we wait outside the birds begin idle chatter and the neighbors dog begins to bark and the newspaper hits the door with a thump and yet, we still wait drowning in dreams or wishes needing, I guess, the shriek of the radioshack to wake us to make us to face us finally then, to pull us up and out and into the starkness of a good morning embrace together alone we wait by Sheryl McCurdy
			Silky Brown Waves Jet black and curved stairways to climb and banisters to slide back on down laughter calls out from the corners of this room alabster walls with imprints of ancient tears echo beneath the high heeled realtor as she says new heater, fenced in yard and nice lines we say we'll take it much to our mouths surprise she smokes and says good and shuffles papers wearily tired of the muffled giggles and never ending cries her worn pantyhose are painted with a dot of clear fingernail polish just behind her left knee but when she crosses her legs her sheer control top in "nude" splinters sending out a myriad of runners they race past her spider veined calf collapsing on her calloused heel in silky brown waves by Sheryl McCurdy