Beneath the Giant Mountain

Somewhere under pines
I fell in love.
I fell in love with rain,
I fell in love with grey,
grey that wails,
whistles in the nighttime
of an angry western sea.

I fell in love with the stomping,
with the singing,
with the wailing water
that torrents my forest,
sucking itself back to the roots.

Oh, the Pines,
the Pines!
don't leave,
don't leave!
Don't leave damp ground uneaten,
roll in the erotic soil
when walls are blustered over,
and over,
and over-
a brown leaf in a hurricane.

Oh, Heart, you are fickle!
Fall in love,
fall in love,
all once
with the pines.

The Place That Gave Me Asthma

I grew up in Canada,

Barely. Only 30 minutes from 

The border, if you drove the speed

limit.

No one's heard of the town I grew up in,

Except if you grew up there-

Then you'd heard.

Or maybe you'd heard that band

called Chilliwack,

But even they didn't know of my 

town

When I asked them...

That's ok, I guess, I wouldn't care

either, if I were them...

But!

I'm pretty sure that everyone

Everywhere

Knows about our corn and our pot...

At least we're known for

something.

Anyways,

I don't know about Chilliwack anymore, either.

I moved to Vancouver-

One of three options:

Vancouver, Montreal, Toronto,

But I only speak a little French

So I chose Vancouver.

It's not far enough, though,

Cuz even if I don't know Chilliwack,

Chilliwack still knows me.

I'll Come Back

Canada Line,
Broadway,
Beatboxers,
Toonie paid to the music.
I'll sit and listen a while;
Talent plays only so often.

Light breeze
Cold blue sky ushers
Pink skirts up higher
Than they should be.
Fix her boyfriend's helmet
In nude flats.

Cars on Cambie
Sunset on skyrise
Beatboxer on ground
Buskles transit away,
Away,
Away down home.

This is Vancouver,
And sometimes
I love it here.