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| Smoke & Mirrors We never wore chemicals you know a tarnished voice whispers through the brass-lined mirror beauty came from smoke literally You lit an almond and some camphor then caught its smoke in an inverted steel bowl before bending your pinky into a crooked hook to line the almond edges of your own eyes Now we have pencils and brushes to feel like artists, the almonds are dipped in honey before going straight to our hips, and the smoke? It rolls through our tongue then out our nostrils in flagrant protest of you that has 'come a long way baby!' |
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