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Left-handed, halfway down
a pack of cigarettes
while waiting for the rightist
to give way
for eyes to see what
the fingers are hiding, rubbing,
erasing, forgetting, or remembering—
my ash tray is full, mooning
cigarette ends towards his direction.
Right, and that's how
I lost it.
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Damn.