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Amy Holman
The Stainless Steel Wallet
This is the wallet
with a hand as smooth as silk
and the strength that surpasses leather.
This is the man
as smooth as silk with the strength
that erases the other. Thinner than paper,
he's of architecture
and rocket, built to withstand
intrusion and hide behind conjecture.
She feels like pulp,
stripped bark and boiling bath.
She is the lecture on faith and embrace
of tears that cannot
change his mettle. She is at fault
for misunderstanding his range: strippers
are sought to be flayed,
others to be stained and stripped
of esteem. This is the one that maintained
his cover as stainless.
Her dream was easy to steal.
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