GENTLE READERS:
A POEM.

YESTERDAY...

I WAS AMONG A SANDAL WEARING CROWD
IN THE HEAT OF THE SUN
ALL HAVING FUN!

A HUMAN WALL
SHUFFLING UP AND DOWN ST. CATHERINE STREET
MONTREAL...

WITH SHORT SHORTS COVERING THOUSANDS OF SCINTILATING BUMS
WE WALKED BETWEEN TALL BUILDING WALLS
UNDER STRINGS OF BRIGHT PINK BALLS...

FEMALES FROM EVERY COUNTRY FELT HAPPY AND FREE
DARING TO WEAR TIGHT TIGHT SHORTS OPENLY
WITH THE COURAGE AND THE FREEDOM NOT TO CARE....

AND WHEN WE ARRIVED AT THE VILLAGE
THE VERY GAY VILLAGE!
I PRETENDED NOT TO SEE THE MEN KISSING MEN
OPENLY THERE...

AND CONCENTRATED ON MY MATE PUSHING ME
DOWN THE FESTIVAL STREET TOWARDS THE FREE FIREWORKS...
FROM LA RONDE...

WHERE THOUSANDS WERE WAITING NEAR THE OLD BRIDGE
FOR THE BOMBS TO EXPLODE IN THE AIR!

TODAY...
THE PAPER READ
"29 WOMEN MURDERED IN BAGHDAD"...
WHO WERE TRYING TO BARELY SURVIVE AS PROSTITUTES
UNTIL DEATH CAME EARLY AT THE END OF GUNS
SILENCED FOR SECRECY THERE!