OUR ENDLESS NUMBERED DAYS
creep into house after dusk drop bikes on floor
of garage cat with kittens eyes glinting it’s 50 yrs.
since +you still remember this grab a kitten in the
morning on the way to school take a long scratch to
back of hand worth it something alive in your pocket
+in the coat closet
more alive than teacher droning on about the Voyageurs
canoes traplines James freakin Bay stole your mother’s
red silk robe for the play on French Canada! teacher impressed
you knew how a bishop dressed not so your mother glamorous
later at u of t studying shakespeare a mid summer night’s dream
mother’s gown dressed the Faerie Queen professor patricia moodie
stuck her hand inside tickled your fancy +read the label in near ecstasy
by GOD she cried it’s a fucking Schiaparelli !