Vancouver Visions
taste of smoke
on tongue
blues nowhere bands
tottering in damp streets
ears ablaze
bass-line bouncing
through power house walls
threatening to hush voices of those
caught in the industry’s
blackmail sidelines
hear the lamps hiss in gastown;
glowing daylight kisses
pale faces
distraught from lack of sleep
trudging through day-jobs
waiting hornily to
bash through
rave parties in east-side depths
joyous fireworks on display where the
symphony of fire
burns hottest
in daylight those with solace in their step
tread lightly on yoga mats
frolic with orcas on frisky
beach settings
feast on Granville Island’s bread
magnolia long-stems
escape over the lion’s gate to
bold rocky
outcroppings
greenery blending with night-gazing
shooting star wishes
and it all seems sublime until
someone wrecks the
beach with
nightly
beer bottle antics
sunburned
breasts and
bottoms
too close to the heat
