Girl on Canal

You kick orange –
high-tops painting circles in the air
Dance with abandon
as that Chinese line cook down the corner
takes his one last
drag, rights
his paper-boat hat, and dives
back into his day

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Your eyes have died

inside you; blank,
pure blind – those of terrified dolls
in a Chinatown window,
staring down a plastic frog over penny stones,
while a battery dog glows pink
and moop moop moop moops
next to them.

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