4 thoughts on “I am.

  1. Ah the silver knives are flashing in the tired old cafe
    A ghost climbs on the table in a bridal negligee
    She says, “My body is the light, my body is the way”
    I raise my arm against it all and I catch the bride’s bouquet

    And where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?…

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