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Shakespeare's Monkeys

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in a cold draft

short breath
followed by long exhale
she waits
in a soft blue afghan

the fire low
her eyes grow heavier
jasmine tea
pistachios and poached pear
in a white bowl
on the low mahogany table

she snores
shivers when her toe peeks out
then continues

he arrives much later
and carries her to bed.
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