Yonge Street memories

We ruled the glistening sidewalks
of Yonge street
of 2nd avenue
and beyond

Hate found me there
and nightmares became my hope
you became a shadow
a fugue stoned

and we shed our tears as you closed the door

Royal red. world dissolved
windswept dreams torn across the acid sky
lsd and me
him and you

our hearts stilled
meshed by timeless ages
of wise-ass sages

and a mint thrown into our room.

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