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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=417396" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Arrivederci Lipstick</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=417396" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'After careful study and due deliberation it is my opinion the head remains conscious for one minute and a half after decapitation.'<br> -Dr. Dassy d'Estaing,1883</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=417396" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>The ax whistled down, my head<br>tumbled off, twirled through the air, landed</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=417396" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">between my wife’s ankles. I looked up<br>her skirt: one last glimpse at those alabaster</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=417396" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">chimneys. What good will the word “thigh” do me <br>where I’m going, I wondered, as I stared </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=417396" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">at the red door of her panties, the brass knocker<br>that I installed one rainy morning</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=417396" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">when we were young and in love. Good-bye<br>little red door I used to walk through</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=417396" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">after a long day at the office and say, “honey, <br>I’m homeopathic.” I wanted to apply </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=417396" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">arrivederci lipstick, plant one last kiss <br>on the soil, hope it bloomed into something</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=417396" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">useful, then Janey snatched me up by the hair, <br>yelling “the putty’s not so silly anymore, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=417396" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">is it, mister marmalade? ” The last thing<br>I remember: being punted high through the air, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=417396" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">a squirrel squinting on a tree trunk, <br>the house getting smaller, a blue bird</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Jeffrey+McDaniel">Jeffrey McDaniel</a></strong></div>

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