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POEM: “A Simple Win” — How can they trust – / that they won’t bleed their brains and hearts out / while I fuck reality, leaving them in the dust.

A Simple Win Don’t think I don’t know. I’ve got two letters in my mind and I’ve just re-read them. Just now. Both were positive From intelligent men Trying positively to challenge The way I am. They were not wrong. They were not wrong. With attention, and caution, they chose words carefully. They expressed gratitude […]

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POEM: “This Hardened” — Do not give me shit / suitable for on-looking kids / or for hanging in a suburban home, / beige walls, like.

Disheartened When you gifted me this: The split chest The burning and the darkness Well, dear, I knew you were my kind. When he gave me pearls… Some book by some author… And a re-cast dinner plan with flowers? Well, dear, I knew he was not of my time. When he gave me plastic lobsters, […]

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POEM: “Mistakes” — I get sad about pushing it all away / Or wanting more than enough. / I get sad about not seeing his proposal… / Or ignoring it as him just being drunk.

Mistakes I don’t get sad about not having had love. I had it in abundance! The flowers and love letters! Words poured out tender! Vows promised, made! Rings exchanged! So many pictures, great sex and conversations, and those trips. I don’t get sad about not having had love. I had so much of it! By […]

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POEM: “Verbal Vomit (on moving)” — I try to pack my memories / Store those little sad things. / I’ve since thrown away entreaties of you as a guide,

Verbal Vomit (on moving) In my packing for my moving I’ve been weighting shit and getting rid of things. Wondering sometimes when I lift a box here or there how is it when you moved from London back to New Zealand? How do you decide what stays what goes? Is that why you didn’t have […]

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POEM: “I’ve Taken Flight” — Would you call it raw? Or flawed? / That when I read of geniuses I see you there in full?

I’ve Taken Flight Would you call it raw? or flawed? That I bummed a smoke at an airport back from Toronto and three glasses of wine in reading a book on Elon Musk. Thinking “By God! Musk is like him!” What they say of him as “mean” Is being realistic And logical just like you! […]

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POEM: “Your Mind Tonight” — You always, always find your way / and when I lost mine you stayed.

Your Mind Tonight I took this moment to take this photo as he walked off into the distance. Parted, he drifted floated in the crowd. And when he noticed I wasn’t with him turned around. No panic. No reaction. I watched you watch and look about. Un-phased, but you would have logically sorted out the […]

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POEM: “Suzanne of Montreal” — My arms started flailing at your mention! / My eyes welled up teary at reflection!

Suzanne of Montreal Oh well, yesterday I talked of you. My feet foot steps soles up on my desk And I told her of you: I was OVERTAKEN! My arms started flailing at your mention! My eyes welled up teary at reflection! Oh how we walked together after work lost in the magic of you […]

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POEM: “Magnificent Thunder” — And the way you couldn’t be arsed! Nor gave a toss. / Yet you gave the girl your number, you hoped she’d call.

Magnificent Thunder The way you needed a woman like a hole in your head was attractive. The on-again, off-again thing, many in your bed probably not so much; but, meh, I got it. When you’d go to the cinema: Whirld and Everyman, and tell me about it: “You can drink wine!” you’d say without exclamation […]

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POEM: “Peace of Mind” — But mostly it’s cuz I will fail to fall apart / To rush to save another with carpenter hands and Carhartts

PEACE OF MIND Tonight, I’m so happy I could cry. And it’s not from the romance of streets in Montreal along Parc Lafontaine and people on Bixi, and me in a blazer blazing fashionable taking my dinner comfortable- on vélo then shopping at the Rachelle-Berry food store. It’s not my mug of tea and a […]

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POEM: “Dear Olga” — Dear Olga because you’re reading / I think of you often since our first meeting.

Dear Olga Dear Olga because you’re reading I think of you often since our first meeting. How long was the plane ride? We didn’t see it go by! We talked of lovers, and marriage And sex and your Montreal living. Dear Olga because you noted That I don’t write when I’m gone from Montreal. That […]

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