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This poem was inspired by Last Words, a poem by Rita Dove.
I don't want to live on a page
Of fiction and bliss
With feet sunk in pink sand
Comparing Essie's talk to the sand
I don't want to soak and bathe
In a clawfoot tub, Moroccan rose oil
Floating rose petals, Santal 26 candle burning
Sipping Angel Champagne, in a daydream
Some may think this is all too much
Or maybe not enough
This is my Lamborghini
This is my version of a Hermes Kelly