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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Midnight Reading Jackson Square

let’s pay the city stars
absinthe left at midnight
cups as keys this year
medaled as courage calculates
three north, four east
ambles distracted crowds
that futures on milk crates
partial love of fine things
goes with new broken deals
never write your name to
these tokens of land use
yes there is that singularity
of feminine wilderness climbs
stone streets in place of arms


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