.In my twisted arms, you fell asleep
As the cathedral bells rang out
Over the chimney potsâ
ofâ
Harcourt street
I watchedâ
the dribs and drabs attending masses
Thoseâ
genuflecting heads
Polishing their reading glasses
I watched you sleeping as evening turned to.
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