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                                         THE  LOVE  BIT

the colors we depend on are

red for raspberry jam, white

of the inside thigh, purple as

in deep, the blue of moods, green

cucumbers (cars), yellow stripes down

the pants, orange suns on ill-

omened days, and black as the

dirt in my fingernails.

also, brown, in the night,

appearing at its best when

the eyes turn inward, seeking

seeking, to dig everything but

our own, i.e. we make it crazy or

no, and sometimes in the afternoon

dolcetti arab1(arabic sweets in nizza, last winter)