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A Loose Gown I wear my life loosely around me, feeling it at elbows and knees. Sometimes I'm forced to hurry and it races along with me, taking the wind in its hollows. I get out of breath and would fall down exhausted but the wind in these pockets of my life keep me from falling. Leaping from Ambush A man goes by with a woman. Another man cleaning his car by the curb glances at her and follows with his eyes but returns to wiping his car with a chamois cloth. Is it the chamois cloth that stops him from killing the man and leaping upon the woman? Love Poemfor the Forty-Second Street Library With my eyes turned to the sky and my toes nearly touching pavement, floating along I'll approach Times Square, the cabs coming to a screeching halt, whistles blowing and crowds on four corners huddled together and staring, my legs trailing above the ground, my eyes lifted entranced to the top of the Empire State Building as they stare unbelievingly, 49 ...

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