she could have been more convincing

more willowy or fey

but, still, her soul was expensive to keep

and in its need for poetry and favorable attention and beauty and the brush of hard fingers and abandon

she was a woman: a bruise, a promise, a story and a song

rather than some delicate creature archly situated at the bar of that night’s choosing

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