Hotel Pillows |
Like hotel pillows
my insomniac lips
find no comfort,
no rest between the sheets.
Nothing like the house
of my childhood
with no need of alarm clock
and no fear of sleeping in.
In that bed I fe...
Posted by on Mon, 19 Feb 2007 06:50:00 GMT |
Dashboard Séance |
Slipshod memories of you swim laps
in my mind.
I spend time alone in my car,
stuck bumper to bumper, peering into
mobile aquariums clotted in arteries of traffic.
You haunt my pa...
Posted by on Thu, 08 Feb 2007 06:26:00 GMT |
Untitled |
I remember the sound of that laugh,
that shocked, winded cackle and the
quick back-pedaling comments
made to mask her reaction.
I'd imagined that response many times
and it went exactly as I a...
Posted by on Mon, 29 Jan 2007 17:19:00 GMT |
Bridal Path |
I passed through rooms
with marble heated floors
as black velvet vests
with serving trays passed
around samosas and
dungy crab cakes.
My ears were pulled by:
the doctor eyeing a wife
the lawyer tithin...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Dec 2006 18:37:00 GMT |
Unititled |
I'm so tired of bleeding
the same battery fluid
over the same page.
It took me crows fee
and hair thickening solutions,
searing magical memories
and the hissing mourning
of loved ones to
realize that...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Nov 2006 19:33:00 GMT |
For Mike Thompson |
That tall kid joined our school in grade 10.He was a swimmer, with big long swimmer armsand big long swimmer legs.He shaved his head like a swimmer too.
He was always talking about some girlsomewhere ...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Oct 2006 15:52:00 GMT |
Run |
We ran up the same mountain
in the same direction
started at the base
packed a lunch
got the right hiking gear
prepared for the climb
but we left at different times
and when the mist rolled in
...
Posted by on Thu, 19 Oct 2006 20:32:00 GMT |
Lonley Souls |
It's amazing that lonely souls every meet,
but they do.
They meet at the backs of bars,
sitting alone
right next to each other.
They meet at bus stops
and on busses, sitting alone
right...
Posted by on Sun, 15 Oct 2006 07:46:00 GMT |
Spoken Word Festival |
Turns out this year's spoken word festival is in Toronto. I've recently been switched on to the whole poetry thing. I was antsy about heading out to a full blow festival of spoken word 'ca...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Oct 2006 15:31:00 GMT |
Brother East |
Kevin East told us a story about his brother.
His brother went through the lowest moment in his life watching
saturday morning cartoons.
Brother East shit his pants
and sat there
contin...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Oct 2006 15:08:00 GMT |
