Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter

Wednesday, June 09, 2004

Boredom Falls In Canada

They rolled up the sidewalk
precisely at 7 p.m. last night
and in the blink of an eye
what little there was is now
already shut down.

So much for the middle of this
Odessa-like nothing, the space so
much forgotten, lost in Gladstone.

Tennis shoe heels like two pogo sticks,
mad as a March hare in June
when the crow flies, and now you're
skipping down the street like the
gay guy in Jackass the Movie,
regardless of the strange looks
from those two kids on bikes.

Still not taking pictures of the
maple leaf, the empty gas station,
the darkened restaurant and grocery
store, walking, walking who knows where?
Its all for the sake of exploration,
and well you know, years from now this
will all be the source of laughter,
good times, still good times.

(Something for my daughter, who's stuck in Canada at the moment.)

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