“For look how oft I kiss the water under” -
o claustrophobic opulence of this bathroom mirror
Undine undone among the social blunders
Look at me. Look at me! Get a little nearer.
Echo leans blonde and tall among the messes
Pines behind a cigarette and stalks out
Someone says the key to unlock this party’s wildernesses
Is lost. A couple start to shout
In the corner at each other.
“Nought is left but voice and bones.”
In the morning she gets a call from her mother.
Why is this gal all alone?
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