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in vancouver
by the lions
gate bridge
at 4.a.m.
where i dont think
lions ever crossed
we talked
freezing and chattering
i lit your cigarette
later
unable to confirm
yr identity
you confirmed mine tho
there,where no
lions ran
we smoked
and taled
in the rainwater
we
and chattered
strange how time
will play such tricks to
memory
i could have
sworn we
saw the
chinese
junkets fold away
round the corner
of the dark-chilled sea
to a far-off
world
carrying you
and me
where shall we
go to?
you asked
to the endless
barbizon
to italy
and beyond?
Where shall we
Go to
a land
unknown to
sailors?
shall we travel to
the
hearts
bright circle?
Shall we go to
where the fires
always burn?
shall we go
away forever?
go without complaint
without notice
or restraint?
leave this dark
place behind
shall we go now
is it time?
in a cafe
you told me
of your dream
and the one I said
" i shall
never forget"
I forgot
"this is who i am"
you said
"No, one knows
but you now
I've told no-one
But you now
a secret shared
with other secrets
we drank hot coffee
and laughed
and smoked
in vancouver,
that night
Nick Mancuso
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