should
i
say
in a canvas
or
on a canvas
if i’m in your canvas
i belong with the
story
on a canvas
i
belong only to your
moment
and life slips us
both
by….
In it and on it
In a canvas to the north east, is home……
i am taller than a stack of books
with my mind closed off to yours
i sit on a steel chair beside a large rubber duck
and dream of the seaweed you grow
i let this imagery hang out the window
its a summer dress, see thru – and you look
glorious
-in a city by the ocean, this country behind me, do i see?
plums and bath towel
eat the orange for the camera
we
can always clean up later
pull
yourself
up out of the water
the boat will wait, my
hand is out
james-double-OH
is not schedule to
leave his
trailer
for another hour
oh-so
get behind the wheel
the shirt is ripped off
like
clark kent into
super
girl
as she runs from
cell phone booth
to truck
‘on prancer
on jeeves’
and the drive home is
attacked
with necessity for
closure
ending another day
this comic book
movie
reel
from eve: WE pull the hat lower down and down lower
I tattoo my
body
to hide your scars
and we merge
together
into
horse
myself main structure
you becoming
neck and full mane
to mouth
but when we
separate
you become
a toothless
lion
and i
become the
split goose
the writing is
on
the wall
it’s across my
chest
as you stand in the
window
believing its a
mirror
when it’s neither
and the scenery
is
dead
Rick Mercer in 2 min (less)
looks for a place to happen
runs alberta cattle
past bike cops in
hamilton.
in America
Mike Rowe
journey’s to Australia
and returns
stepping on bags of shit
eyes up france
and Jacques Cartier
revokes claims for
queen
rolls in seawater
grave
and heads home
letter from Eve
identity
shaped by architecture
my skeletal
frame
worn on the outside
beating heart chasing
soul
around ribcage
and finding first handful
of human
by
God, dirt
i
am now a condo
a humble
cottage
neighbourhood apartment
standing on
balcony
watching the city
bay
hovering above
the trees
and wondering about
the soles
of
my feet
i have been built to age
your eyes
still tell me – i’m beautiful
