the unnecessary reveals itself as scabs and dead skin. still a part, but also apart and ready to pass. to the home, to the homes. bad promises and the cruel seam of longing that scrapes across the spilled constellations of big bend night sky-- the javelinas rooting unconscious of country lines, deep mortar holes in the rocks that border the marshes of the rio grande.
the french quarter ripe and rotting. cool air rises from the mississippi. voodoo graves marked with the xxxes of the vigilant believers: so called 'oven' graves of the saint louis no. one cemetery, precursors to the modern mausoleum, temples to burlesque saints.
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