Some Poesy:

       he shuffled along
                    bent over
            Erato passed him by
                    rustic music of Pan
                    played in his ear
                while he searched

            dust bins for his daily


                        while i noticed him
                            did this
                a glance surreptitious
                            noted me
                        but he did see me
                    ignored me
            i guess people like me
                don't matter much
                        i did find myself
                            that year

                    when you and I     

                    frolicked the sandy                    

beaches south of Tofino

                aaah yes ...


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