if you re collect right?
April hit scud St. Laurent boulevard
2 in the morning outside Poodles
Dancing bin dance
dancing moment s before
out the door watch watching the
flow Alden and others who
guess who you
sat stared & burning bike
banging

Later outside Mama's
Stephen Lack meandered by
"wHat are you guys doing?"
sarcastic caustic
usual tone
& Jacky's black leather
gleam
hmmm I
and Jacky
at the party
over her
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Meantime crush a sonnet
hair the night gull
her swift eyeball
ranges the
winter bonnet of oat and weed
methinks a stray gallow was worked its
pittance puty past the overseed of
cut rate _ Jean Coutu dollar store
Rossy's spel _ Cretan woman her orthodox
the Indian woman
(O I want I want)
Sri Lankan
what was that ?
come over here, she say
a two some what night
was desire
its falter'd
3
later after the
reading Nietzsche's daughter
we followed up St. Dominque
walked whats his name
on the way back
against the wall
is where
hot
4
for hug nothing was word tear tripped by wonder filed night
seized with billet-doux et lettre de cache?
some eye
twinkle of yer hand-
some gender fright
come to my body wound you worked breasts,
eyes, legs, rooms, and
they delight you
5
when resting his head
there it was peace
yer heat spreading like a vein
or soft sun gathering Mars
on his pillow
you were lesbian as he was
not Baudelaire's frightful femmes damnes
but les biens temps a u dela
lover the orgy was
12 beat feet popped by fingers
'drummin' on subway poles
and Ihor who has a Ukrainain background
supports the war
says call me call me
she hold me closer to her finger
by dishes of pillows
I gotta meet someone at the Metro
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Image of Burning Bike by Stephen Lack
Acrylic on canvas, 1983, Gracie Mansion Gallery
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