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Día de los Muertos

trucks rumble over
the ambassador bridge,
autumn leaves crunch
beneath my steel toes;
three arrows point down.
above the apartment
a single star dangles,
the barren trees
touch the skyline;
light pollution
rolling across the sea of city.
gaudy christmas lights
already erected;
we make passionate love
by the orange candle light,
and pretend we can't remember
the next awkward morning.
fumbling out from under bed covers
and into the underbelly of the beast.

1 Nov 10

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