BLACKBEAN CURVACEOUS
Here's the awning and the curtain lancer -
bulbs and lights and whitewash. There's a
parked 40's Dodge in the weeds, just left
and abandoned for years. A thousand weeds
later, it still sits.The farmhouse is gone a long
time ago. There's an old man sitting in the parlor,
smoking a pipe, listening to FDR. His daughter
walks down the old stairs, hips swaying in that
thin linen dress. No one stands a chance.
No one can do a thing.
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