The Pulse

I've lived on the bank of this river
For as long as I remember
Travellers come and go, debris and treasure
Little pools form, tad poles illumine
Until a heavy rain and crumble

Constant Pulse, craving
In our hearts, in pavement

Forest green sedan floats down
Lonsdale Avenue
Dynamo hum, of Jean-Talon
Charcoal coat of snow, cardboard leaves
Until a heavy rain, and crumble

Roder
Come back

I walk along the river, 13 clocks remember
Swimming pools, walls of pebble
Castle in a cloud. Sub-American dreams
Until a heavy rain, and thunder

Constant Pulse, craving
Our thoughts of clay



Credits
Writer(s): Silver Pools
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