in front of the painting is real life….

i look at the painting-

wish i
could step into it
inside it
and be in old montreal once again.
seeing the painting at the tweed flea market
after the fire
before its final closure
and knowing you had to to have it
i wish we lived in a time
but a time where immediate gratification exists
is not a time i look forward to
i wish we lived in a time
where the painting
was more than visual
-capable of touch and i could reach in
and pull my self into the location.
once again tell me-
it is possible
just stand in the silence
in the hallway by the front door
by the umbrellas
and let the painting pull me 
i realize it
i (we) have returned
to old montreal
we are holding hands in the summer sun
walking up the small cobblestone path.
i am pronouncing words incorrectly
but you are laughing
i am wearing a brown fedora
one behind the basement bar already purchased
from the first trip.
moment is ours 
the possible outcome to our lives back
once again at bay-
immediate gratification.
and my eyes open.
the painting is here
old montreal is out east
the daily uninsured promise
we have to handle
before we can
back there-
is at our front door
in this 
small town
just south of 
let the wolves in baby
i’m ready
do battle
instant gratification…..

About Crazy Irishman

Touted as a working man's poet, Martin Durkin has been writing professionally for the last 12 years. He has appeared in over twenty anthologies across North America, including, "And left a place to stand on", a collection of poems and essays about the late great Al Purdy. Durkin has also published two collections of poetry, "Hypnotic Childhood", and "The Sound of Quish". Over the past 4 years, Durkin has been on hiatus for the most part but has recently come back to the poetry scene creating a poetry site called, where in the past year he has written over 100 poems and created a cross over page on where he gives a story behind each of the pieces written. View all posts by Crazy Irishman

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