the way we were

The Way We Were

A woman
who thirty
years ago
called me
Angel &
I called
Devil Woman
& whose
eardrum I
blew out
in our
first explosive
sexual encounter
passed thru
town recently
with a
seeing-eye
dog looking
for a
place
to crash.

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