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21 The AudiTion This cat jumps up to my table an actor he says out of our sly past running around each other in and out of pastel doors a black cat serpentine lithe obsidian blade mumble mumble auditions mumble seven hundred bucks from his old lady Hollywood mumble talent and beauty the round conviction of his face circles galaxies of want resplendent thrones caged white leopards I want you to come out and listen to this speech Othello in the park he readies himself becomes a planted broomstick 22 children play behind his head while he declaims down a long murky hall sunlight searching in the grass needles into blue-veined tiny flowers with dark blue smoky threads of pollen He has beauty too honey light in his darkness curved as Nefertiti on the prow of her ship of Afterlife curved frozen black beauty waiting in his sunlit hallway for the turbaned moor who will never appear money stardom for the pig of light to come rooting at his soul ...

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