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Love Poem from Detroit

to know that the grass sweats more than we do
that people wear perfume that smells like grass

the long dream of a true downtown
would wrestle us together

in the darkness in the music in the moon and in
the halls

in the music is the knowledge is the
legible persuasion

is the only way to Canada to follow
cryptic laws

where will you go and what will you do
and who will you be without me

your own imperious unicorn
and no one around to show

Posted 10/08/09
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