blood-red petals and the
outmoded phonograph
records knew ways of love
that man had left behind
forgotten in the earthly
paradise. The first night that
the group visited that
greenhouse of illusions the
splendid and taciturn old
woman who guarded the
entrance in a wicker rocking
chair felt that time was
turning back to its earliest
origins when among the five
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