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mischa.

you were standing there,
only a moment ago
at the edge of the room
with your sable round your shoulders
your balenciaga bag & “fuck me” shoes,
your diamond earrings & perforated septum,
and now you’re getting it
somewhere
one way or another,
earning your lifestyle
your jingly jangly stuff
your daydreams,
whilst St Anthony of Padua
looks down from a gilded frame
- the patron saint of all things lost.