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LEPROUS BANANA

pigeons hunker down
like footballs between
coffee 1 and coffee 2

sweat surfaces in
the summer paris sun
exhaust just another snort

a black man smiles at
the unknown white woman
in black on the bench

photoman in green with
a long green broom
sweeps detritus to drain

an old banana peel
lies like dead philosophy
on the sidewalk of lunch

man with kleenex
in his eyes sees
the woman limp away

photoa cigarette holds the
hand the arm the head
the beautiful of you

tall trees peel leprous
lined up like medicine
on the soft boulevard

i can remember my
childhood if i think
i’m that young

but why

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