Montreal

I bought a down coat.
I brought a down cast.
My brow a downed ship.

At sunrise we erect it:

the sun and a flock of light and the sea
on which to set a ship and the Galapagos
with its dinky finches and vampire
myths and paper and ink and the idea
that two can go together and a letter
and another and another and another
and a symbol with eyes to read it
and eyesandeyesandeyesandeyes
andIandIandIandyouandyou
witheyessoblueIwanttokissthem
and space. space. space with and with.

-C.S. Henderson