Mr. Marty Blues
i grew up worshipping the boobgoddesses of 1960’s
Playboy my big bro’s closet stacked+mammary
at night he pounded a neighbour’s wife named Cookie
while her husband promenaded his mistress Betty thru
stale suburban streets oh the golden years of conspicuous
consumption in a wasteland Finch+Bathurst way
another neighbour plump+kitten heel stood on the
pavement weeping over a small white dog newly mangled
by the Canada Post truck all of which my father prophesied
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..that dog ain’t gonna see another sunrise..
Spring 2024 ..RIP Mr. Marty💔..May 19, 1946 – October 21, 2018
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