Yolanda's Northgate Club

Slipping out the redpaint door of
Yolanda's Northgate Club
walking with a worn and
graveled bad teeth beautician

I knew I loved you

She whisper beer breathed into
my shallow grave ear
"Call me Francy"

and I knew I loved you

Later by the river dry
she bared her breast to my touch
showing my bloodspecked tattooed
name still wet with blueblack tears
then I knew I loved you as
I had loved could love no other ever

I knew I loved you but I would love her

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