let’s get hypothetical, girl
she’s a cop
she starts and restarts her siren to
make it squawk
rustles red lights from
sleep-deprived julep vendors
movers and shakers
a real man with
civil war sideburns
hovers over
my uppercut swings
stings lips, rattles teeth and
nasal cavity sings
let’s grab a cigarette
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