Archive for the ‘Tragically Hip’ Category

Flamenco

Wednesday, June 22nd, 2011

Does it diminish your
super-capacity to love

Walk like a matador,
don’t be chicken-shit
and turn breezes into rivulets

flamenco-sweep the air
and weave the sun
and stamp your feet for everyone

Does it exhibit your
natural tendency to hate

Maybe a prostitute
could teach you
how to take a compliment

maybe...

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Sharks

Friday, February 11th, 2011

Sharks don’t attack the Irish,
it’s mostly Australians.
There’s nothing accomplished
by these splashing citizens.
from the Moon down to the surface
of the Mariana’s Trench
I won’t send you in a cab when
I can take you there myself then steal a look
over your shoulder at
the distant...

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Throwing off Glass

Monday, January 10th, 2011

"Why is the world so creepy?" she asked
after a car full of haircuts drove past
a backseat full of ‘the boys’

I told her that ‘It isn’t…
that…that it’s exquisite
but like love, it has it’s barbarous threats

still in spite of the cads
and the stoop-shouldered...

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Born in the Water

Thursday, September 16th, 2010

Rolling hills all covered in suede
I’m heat-nervous and out of road
Downtown, there’s a parade
But I don’t think I wanna go
Smart as trees in Sault Ste. Marie
I can speak my mother tongue
Passing laws, just because
And singing songs of the English unsung

How could you do it?
How could you even try?

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Lake Fever

Monday, August 30th, 2010

We can take a bit of a breather.
We can skip to the practical part.
We can skip to the Time of Neither,
when we’re together and even
when we’re apart.
I’ll tell you a story about the Lake Fever or
we can skip to the coital fury.
You didn’t say yes or no, neither.
You whispered, hurry.

We...

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Sharks

Wednesday, August 18th, 2010

Sharks don’t attack the Irish,
it’s mostly Australians.
There’s nothing accomplished
by these splashing citizens.
from the Moon down to the surface
of the Mariana’s Trench
I won’t send you in a cab when
I can take you there myself then steal a look
over your shoulder at
the distant...

(more...)

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