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In the kitchen, magicians pour heavy
smoke from glasses of amber heat.
In the bedroom, bohemians indulge
in the intellectual fuck -
two women bend backwards, nude
arches crowned with mounds of Venus.
A third, in the courtyard below,
brushes waist-length hair until it crackles.
Then there is June, always June,
building her illusions
from winter strawberries and caviar,
and dear Hugo anew
as a stranger on the street,
�������������masked and disguised in blue.
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