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I know you never liked linen
But it is not reason enough
To stain the white bed sheets
With your stale cola drink.
My mother bought them for me
What will she think?
Afternoon seductions will feel the lack
Without the solace of the fine
Linen sheets against our bodies.
Mindless about the bed's
Eternal complaints of
The heaviness of our
Ecstasy
Or the gods' envy.
You don't understand
I don't do laundry for another week
How will I slumber without smelling the reek?
The rats will surely come out of the attic.
This is a lesson to learn
Never bring again visitors to my room
Taking their drinks with them
Or people who have so much spite
for linen.
------ rbs
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