hungry at night

dressed all in black, with pearls in my pocket,
 my boots are the freezing peel of a tree.
my door is ajar, why won't you close it?
can i have some water?
i'm hungry at night.
can i drain you 
of your knowledge of photography and science?
bitter cod, my necklace
reminds me of what you taste like:
cheap vodka and jasmin.

is anyone knocking?

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