Western Version
Vancouver, if
your beauty is grace,
further
west, cherry blossoms, a little more lettuce
how sleepy
are special theories baked
in social
ovens
i prefer a
pot of coffe on the ledge
dear
maverick, you tempt dolls
into
slipping elsewhere to play
to mind
everything
banister
relativity with candlelight
it's
roses, time to sow