4690. THUS THE SENSATION

THUS THE SENSATION

We are proud and pale  -  with the pallor

of some old vampire movie, remembered by

candlelight. I own up to nothing. Thinking back,

to 47th Street, and all that old 'Silver Factory' stuff,

now just knowing how young and dumb I was.

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Like candy in a snuffbox, like a ribbon on a

corpse, the entire idea is different than it should

have been but it was done anyway. I cannot grab

your ankles at the tops of your shoes  -  so please

don't dangle any longer from that ledge for me.

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All the blood then rushing to your head : thus the

sensation, thus the sensation you are feeling instead.