breaking down the alienation of mass culture, one personal story at a time.
back in 76
you were folded in blankets,
and taken home
later
schooled in saskatoon
drunk in the hockey rinks at recess
scabs on your knees,
bubblegum under your desk
then
panties from zellers to entice your first love
rolling with the fellows to seven eleven
lunch breaks in food courts
soon
black on black throughout the closet
janes addiction in the tape deck
sun rays come through the side windows
filtered through swirling grey patterns of pot smoke,
now
your lips glisten in the setting sun
ripened with age
filled with knowledge
waiting for me
somewhere out there