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2009/09/05

______________Bienvenue à Montréal... (contin)



a
city is many

places
memories
and loves

heart wrapped
round your breath
like a tiger panting
or roughly
gaging his own survival
(and)
love's tawny tie ~



its canny bone `





dance dance
your heart
O lovers



tear
your skin
rough
tigers



we're not tough



we're soft
soft
as the care
worn
rug
grabbed round





our hearts


piercing its
only
stone


of the


love mouths

of the one we love




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those we love
we do love
dove
as wing to speeding wind
cunning round its merry shift

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as t0 the city here you'll find its not a moral affair
but a long distance tryst

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love's always long distance


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that kind of love marching marching marches
trudges
bears its gloves gants
down the sill of peeling selves
changing the rss feed of its


fulsome mouth

the full buttocks
of wide winged women
sail proudly up down the avenues


honking their wares
like loves
horning their wares
shining their
silver ware


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[Now another episode connecting the dot narrative ongoing page. Here. there. elsewhere as always. and returns]
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