I Wrote a Spooky Poem

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    Ballroom Dancing Lessons For the Dead

    A seedy neighborhood in Hades Shabby streetcars groan And squeal on Nowhere Boulevard Madame Putchky winds up a Victrola Drops its needle into wax and listens Hissing like a fire made of cellophane Lester teases blue notes smooth as silk Slowly they decay into the hall...
    ElLagarto ElLagarto
    56-60, M
    3 Responses Feb 24, 2008
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