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There’s a pretty blonde riding

                   down the street
in a white Camaro

Verlaine taps me on the shoulder

                     and says

“She’s smiling at you. “

                  but

              I look up

        to check it out

and she’s already gone

                 like a dream

       fading away

           in the early wake

of consciousness

I search my memory

               but her face

         is gone

like a false illusion

             never to return again