FOURTEEN:

The man who sits outside comes in,
“I’m cold!”
He says,
Selecting sugar lumps with his delicate fingers

(Listening to: Kim Myhr – ‘Pressing Clouds Passing Crowds’)

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ON THE BEACH:

I was sad about the move,
So many things happened there,
It was like a real emotional house,
So many arguments,
So many good times

(K)

IN MEMORY OF:

Say it straight,
What’s the name of your dog?
Well,
That’s ok then,
Apparently

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WIPED IT’S FACE:

Do you want to come back to ours?
See what happens,
Talk in French,
It feels like you mean it more

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RUBIN & ME:

Rubin gets gifts,
Why him?
Not me?

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IMITATION PICTURE OF A PICTURE:

In walks a replica of you,
Stands beneath a spotlight for dramatic effect,
Looks around,
Followed by it’s own tiny replica

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ON THE WALL:

Black tea,
No milk,
Skin tight in heels,
Pauses at the buffet,
Like a stoned gazelle

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REMBRANDT:

I met a man,
On his way to see some old art,
Dressed in Blue,
Too Blue to be real,
But there he was,
Like a penny cartoon,
Calling my name

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PASSWORD:

The way you walk sends messages,
And you know it,
The way you sit gives the game away,
The flowers are exotic,
But not the fruit

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OVER THE GARDEN GATE:

Is it open to the public?
My favourite thing,
The streets are alive with it,
Are you sleeping?
The hot sauce & the meat of it

(K)