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The dancing dog dangles his man on a
chain. In the dark alleyway the WClman
with sil~r eyelids is talking to herself
again. A dustbin stUffed with rotting
flowers. A violin crying in an attic
bedroom.
The woman rolls a twisted cigarette.
In the distance the sound of ri ver
boats, howling.
--Dave Ward
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