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Marie, you are not unclean.

You are rose-oiled and shiny

and ensconced in the corner

with the witty anesthesiologist,

inhaling ladysmoke

at the café.

It’s a pleasure

just to watch you scratch the crud

off your lotto ticket tonight.

Then in comes Jackson, looking like

he’s left his wife. And again Larry

is extending his feelers toward Clarice.

Larry, what gives?

You’ll soon lose interest.

Eh, Mr Candlelight?

I want to give you

a good close reading.

Come this way.