JAMES DEAN IS DEAD
JAMES DEAN IS DEAD AIN’T WE ALL*
The CN Tower rodlike rising
to the heavens Winter flies
dropping like rain
Women coo in the lounge
chandelier glistens dust mites weep
Central heating stifles room
with ugly green art An oasis
for rude citydwellers
How could they have killed
the Prodigal son? TV melodrama
wreaks havoc Spring will never come
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Winter 2013 *Kerouac 1956
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