Montréal le matin
a layer of liquid laying there
every drop
covering her
splashing her
driving her
running and walking her
toutes les gouttes
tombent, tombent, tombent
December month
Vancouver undertones
avec un accent français
tracks rail
trains passe
chat sighs soupir
black café
no crème for me
juste pour elle
the ceiling well
slapped with rain
the wheels and feet
in the wet
mouillées
tranquilité of life
méchant vanishings
of abandonne
juste moi, la pluie
and no questions asked...
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