Guard Gods When your gods are dead And your guards are down It’s a sign my dear You’re done with this town. And all the men Once all in your bed Once all so numbered Have all fled. Magic abounded in nights on end Potential released in a glass of red. Bottle uncapped as you […]
Read more »DJ IKEA And Your Brilliant Sound When you were putting that album together Sent me tunes through the ether I said to you how I’d love it and it would matter MOST to hear your tunes played LOUD in concert! I missed you in Hoxton. Another gig somewhere. But tonight I played you LOUD on […]
Read more »My Montreal and Its Diversity What is beautiful in this city is historic And what is historic is for the rich. The Glebe was beautiful today to walk in All it was all white owners in their gardens. In London In Montreal The places are historic with stories And anyone of any price enjoys it. […]
Read more »Oh My Love, With Gout Oh, love – With gout. What happened to us? You can ignore my messages But you always answer the call. And I knew the feel of your saunter and sound of chain wallet in the mall. Just like old times. We two are the few who never missed a kiss […]
Read more »A Sad Sonovabitch Rotting in Ottawa What wonder those two men from London! Their fathers one from the Indian Ocean, other South Pacific. Takes me 18 years to see the comparisons! My rocks. So unique. From afar, and down under. What time they took to support me and care! My every thought, synapse and dare. […]
Read more »Love Like You Do The City You love like you absorb Montreal: Intense, wild, devoted, wanting it all genre, RIGHT NOW (!!!) and this way fast and how you envision it so endowed and for the taking and you are SO looking for rental signs on balcons mastering a route from l’apparte to metro, to […]
Read more »Montreal is For the Living Here, I am reminded of how boring, how dull, and how monologic I am. “You’re one of the most interesting people I know!” they say time and again. But I perform, I am “on,” and I am guarded in scripted lecture. Social anxiety bricks a wall, some will say “you […]
Read more »Spread Eagle Her little ass clenched packed in to tight jeans And her pubis full and spongey strong pushed onto the seat She was laying UPON her bike, FLYING opposite way down Beaudry! Her hands on handle, bars, legs out like a bird, vertical: I heard her friend gleefully scream! I looked down and saw […]
Read more »Les mecs Montréalais (Electric City, Ici) Une amitié forte chez ces trois hommes Québecois! Les mecs Montréalais! Émouvant en crisse: Oui – j’l’ai écrit, ‘Brillant-Brian’! Mais, j’ai arreté de sacré Par 4:36 ah em, ah, men. They met at the MTL bar to discuss holidays plans for getting away to Germany for Oktoberfest in autumn. […]
Read more »It Goes On Well now it is perhaps 7 years single I thought and found myself admitting. Was that pathetic and was it dull just saying it There was that time in twenty thirteen, I reckon. Still, no one talks like him nor did. Precise, clear, exact, and connected. No one I wanted to know […]
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