Un feux s’allume, garantie
On a formidable day encrusted in sugarcane and mayflower dust
I tripped on my Santa Maria left foot and
Fell right into a barrel of Irish potato soup
Den it was de kalice de tabarnouch I was at de landromat sitting in me red boxar yip
Here she walked in
Sublime!!!!! My mind loved her, my eagle eyes on her back and behind as she sat at the piano peeping at the classroom door glass awaiting a run-in that actually never came……I looked at her again, my heart began to pound, for the first time it seemed, ever.
Nico
Stream poem
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3 responses to “Stream poem”
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Yes, I’m conflicted a bit about being a “Colonist” right? The aboriginals need MORE POWER! There are some in Parliament, casinos all kinds of stuff, but they get screwed all the time, anyways hopefully Canada will get an aboriginal PM some day! The second part is direct….it’s when I first REALLY noticed my ex, Duk!😊
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Nicholas K F Matte 
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