Heavenly
Topless I in the sun
-stand in balcony
Not only hear that
-can see cars
-driving down Steeles Str.
And also some of leaves
-sure not all
-dance to the soft breeze
Calm…
-peaceful …
-and silent…
I hear somebody
-carrying cylinder
-gas to make BBQ
Thoughts fly all around.
Somewhere far,
-possibly where
-people are being Bar-B-Q-ed
-in the heat of desert
-by hunger
-even bombs
-or drones
-or their chests as targets
-to bullets…
Wish I could take a piece
-of the peace…
-of the calm
-in addressed envelope
-to those who…
With a highlighted note:
-"I love you…"
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