Paris, France

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pariss220You threw me away.
Said you were tired.
Tired of life. “I am tired of you.”
Make me believe now
That the world is not
Inside out. Remember
When it rained. Even
The rain a thing of beauty
Her garments were sad.
I have knowledge of distant
Places. Swimmy hair.
Swimmy fish. The colour
Of planets. Flowers. Cannas.
The red of a human stain.
It is another planet. Decay, a sin
That marches across media.


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