When the bus shelter windows and napkin dispensers suprise, with distorted reflections it's never the someone you're hoping to recognize, and the rent is too hi...

Measure me in metered lines And one decisive stare The time it takes to get from here to there My ribs that show through t-shirts And these shoes I got for free...

So you don't get to be a saint Martyrs never last this long Guess I'll never be the one To defeat desire in song Here's a marker Here's my naked skin Our 'exhib...

I changed the oils and oiled the squeaks, Patched the holes and fluid leaks, Left dusk beneath a diabetic moon And way to take the TV crews across the creaking...

My confusion corner commuters are cursing the cold away As December tries to dissemble the length of their working day And they bite their mitts off to show me ...

Held like water in your shaking hands Are all the small defeats a day demands 10-6 or 9-5 trying, dying to survive Never knowing what survival means Leave the a...

So the fields are stubble, the garden is done where the scary scarecrow stands and sees her holding up horizons with her hands She's so tired of reading Daddy's...

Garage Sale SaturdayI need to pay my heart's outstanding bills A cracked-up compass and a pocket watch, some plastic daffodils The cutlery and coffee cups I sto...

Her body is a difficult sister, and she loves her, and hides her somewhere in herself safe from harm She's barely coasting into a paycheque, stuck on empty Her ...

Wait until the day says it's closing, and public is put away Write by the light of a pay phone, your list of "I meant to say" Like "Winter comes too soon", or "...

Knock so I'll know you're still there, half listening, interpreting the air Full of failing foreign tongue, my dialect of stammer come undone I've got these thr...

theres blood in the sink hes plunging his wrists in a hangover halo washing away mechanics school dropout stares into the mirror stands up in his derelect daydr...

Doctors played your dosage like a card trick Scrabbled down the hallways yelling Yahtzee I brought books on Hopper, and the Artic, something called "The Politic...

Oh, all the words I should not know those doctors wrote on me Swell up and from their syllable won't let me get to sleep The sun will start later, clock out ear...

Morning bright, rise Go over your lines Iron your carefully crafted disguise We'd all like to sing It's easy to sigh; to sprinkle a handful of plausible lies Ou...

Had one of those days when you want to try heroin, drunk driving, some form of soft suicide Sitting in silence and staring at ceilings or peeling the paint off ...

My city's still breathing (but barely it's true) through buildings gone missing like teeth The sidewalks are watching me think about you, all sparkled with brok...

Takes a dried up ball-point, lemon juice and water, keeps a diary invisibly, In the kitchen corner of a basement bachelor suite there's a certain search for cer...

I woke you up at four this morning To whimper and to whine To hear myself through spit and crackle Of a poor long distance line Twelve clever ways to say I love...

There tearing up streets again, there building a new hotel The mayor is out killing kids, to keep taxes down And me and my anger sits, folding a paper bird, le...

In the stick count for the song with knowing you're gone Glancing up at where you lived when you lived here I see you suddenly alive and nearly smiling Stop and...

All night restaurant, Norh Kildonan Luke warm coffee tastes like soap I trace you outline in spilled sugar, killing time and killing hope This brand new strip m...

Late afternoon, another day is nearly done A darker grey is breaking through a lighter one A thousand sharpened elbows in the underground That hollow hurried so...

I'm standing on this corner Can't get their attention Facing rush hour faces turned around I clutch my stack of paper, press one to a chest, then watch it swoop...

Febuary always finds you folding Local papers open to the faces Who past away to wonder what they'er holding In those hands were never shown the places Formal ...

why don't you ever want to play? I'm tired of this piece of string you sleep as much as i do now and you don't eat much of anything I don't know who you're talk...

Let the waitress put the chairs up, Let the glasses that you broke, Form a picture of our leader With a halo made of smoke Let the golden oldies station Crack...

Well, I'm lost I'm afraid Rope tying down a leaky boat To the roof of a car on a road in the dark and it's snowing If I'm more then it means less Last call for ...

Find the airport, 7 am My heart pumping pure mini-bar Sit on the concrete by the carts And some girl throws a dime in my lap You won't be laughing when you hea...

Rolling cables slick with beer To hang up on the broken stands The houselights lit our injuries For crowds with plastic cups that clapped Beneath our tender sle...

We emerged from youth all wide-eyed like the rest Shedding skin faster than skin can grow, and armed with hammers, feathers, blunt knives: words, to meet and to...

Now that the furniture's returning to its goodwill home With dishes and last week's paper Rumors and elections, Crosswords, our unending wars The black on our f...

You always stole all my last words Here's no exception then, one more for me to send And nothing happens in the end I'm thinking of you less, more concerned and...

the sirens woke me up again i know they're coming for me someday just a matter of when count to 25 and yawn touch the clock and turn my back against the dawn an...

How I don't know how to sing, I can barely play this thing, But you never seem to mind, And you tell me to fuck off, When I need somebody to, How you make me la...

Headlights race towards the corner of the dining room Half illuminate a face before they disappear You breathe in forty years of failing to describe a feeling I...

Now the lounge is full of farmers for the 7:30 draw Teammates all left before they had to buy a round When they pull the 50/50 and I've lost again, I'll go Mayb...

The mirrors and the unacknowledged knots Dial tones and license plates, and words you didn't choose Everything the day's too small to hold, spills onto the dusk...

Got this feeling that today doesn't like me Oh, the air tastes like flowers and paint There's a sink full of bottles and cutlery And the car has got a list of c...

It had something to do with the rain leeching loamy dirt And the way the back lane came alive, half moon whispered "go" For a while, I heard you missing steps i...

I count to three and grin You smile and let me in We sit and watch the wall you painted purple Speech will spill on space Our little cups of grace But pauses ra...

The night's a spill, a permanent stain; the city soaks in silence, salt and dirty snow A blue glow from the tv again, the cutains never open, faces never show A...

A soft breeze with the slippery concrete black and full of muddy slush, contrasting with the hoarfrost, clean and hung on a tunnel of silent shivering trees (th...