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details of our gathering during the walk.

Epic Walk Diaries (November 11)

remember
  white berries
red berries
 those were rosehips
  you took a picture?
I saw the depth

a round tree
memories of holly
 a premonition

marry me
    gold plastic inflates
      the mockery of what happens
    after
  the layers of why
 did you ever wonder? no
the rings were watered with champagne
 we drank them on Mykonos by the sea

eulogic writing
  for her 
    for him?
  for them? zest
    in quotes "" 
  shifts her to him maybe?
     we're just happy it's warm
 we can barely make it out
 Francis. yes. Francis.

my mother(tm) hates my driving
 oh dear. half dead flowers
   in a beer bottle? no mug.
 I returned it.
for money? no.
    who does that?

[  ...time..
 we do. ungraciously.
  the flowers alive still
 a toxic time warp
  a leap into generosity
]

my father built a whole church
 out of nothing
  i preach in his image
   admiring and cringing
ugh
 the proud defiant chin jutting out

a path to riches and tackiness
 a mazeratti wanting to be nissan
  an eagle and bear, this path
  is my house.

shit
 narrowly avoided

chestnuts 
  crazy bounty for no one
 maladapted
  but for horses?
    some know the secret trees
   in kitsilano

a knotty Holly tree
 oozing in slow motion
near the wealth
  we will email you

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[
  Start 2:15pm
  End 4:45pm
  Jericho beach, millionaire path deadend,
  back to Spanish banks,
  Acadia beach, through the sand,
  the end of the trail, and back.
]
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