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105 From The inside ouT The performer enters her cage and starts to climb She’s reading old poems depending on starpower casual silky but she doesn’t know if it’ll work this time And the audience hovers on her in the lights Pale in her vampire makeup lank black hair she’d be skinny ratlike if it weren’t for her humor and nerve revving too high her confiding inside laugh with its drug spine shiver which all create a leggy hypermodern look The audience breathes closer And she’s climbing now out of that Chicago suburb that she misfit in every way lesbian homely soulful smart working the power of strange stripper and witch druggie and rebel And the audience is on her 106 with her It breathes back and forth a great love egg She’s something hatching in the lights like a beautiful insect up through shit and blood gism and sex juice eating her way from the inside out ...

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