an member station

the bathroom door will not have a lock

I am right so I

sweat coldly narrow

knees touch tile

spread them and watch

wet circles breathe

droplets of me   bead

I race them to distract

the din in the bar is maddening I

wish to be among it I

in any stool or booth

with her to listen to the saga of

my outstretched leg

keeps me stops

any one

coming in

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