i was at a pool table with women
yesterday the voices of four
cheered over my curiosity
speaking to find a living mind among strangers
bending this way over green velvet with sharpness
stretching to align just then
attention everyone
looking for one's good looks or
holding a flowering spirit adrift
in the coming of twilight
all departed
empty from the congestion of
self - expression left behind
servile men thinking
among themselves
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