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Montreal

Beware of what comes out of Montreal, especially during winter.
It is a force corrosive to all human institutions. It will
bring everything down. It will defeat itself. It will establish
the wilderness in which the Brightness will manifest again.

– from ‘Montreal’, by Leonard Cohen

The news is official,
though still too early to pack my bags.
I’m ready now for that trek, again;
ready again to consolidate my life into
a two-door on wheels and to drive like flying.

In August I will take my leave from this rain,
from these domes and evergreens,
lakes and quiet inlets.
August, a day away at best and yet
still too far to taste.

And long past August, when the hard winter falls,
we’ll corrode together,
Montreal and I,
and eat away at the institutions,
at the heartbreaks and the lonely solitudes
and we’ll emerge and be stars upon the earth.

And every step will be a search for new constellations.

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