A NUDE-MUSE-IS-MINE
Like J.K. Hysmans are some
who just go against the grain
in their otherworldly-writings.
It's the naked-Muse my claim.
NANA-NAME-I-YOU
I name you Zola's Nana
in your upwards climb.
You sure take the stairs
to every man's good-time.
Your face is already, girl,
showing its hard-lines.
You seek a quickie-fortune
with a poverty-stricken mind.
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