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Ernest--
The Seine laps the Left Bank,
Softly penetrating deaf ears.
Clicking feet meander down
Boulevard de Montparnasse.
Do not yield to the call
The one that you heard, always
Always, in Montparnasse.
Ernest--
She looks for you down Rue Delambre.
The Dingo Bar, now a restaurant,
Obliterates memories
Of days long gone, when
Streets teemed with brilliance.
Electric air--charged
With the mind of the God.
Pen and paper like dry bones
Are reborn with flash and beeps,
Fingers clicking, devoid of inspiration.
She only wants you--
Ernest Hemingway.
Only you and only yours.
© K.D. Schultz
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