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The Red Garter

We moved through a city
whose neon lights flashed
life on the street;
obscure to some,
yet, visible to all.

Whose lampposts
leveled in concrete,
traffic red and green
for blue satin and black lace.

And the red garter,
delectation of some,
tombstone for others,
lies stiff on the curb.




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