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WHAT  WOULD  JESUS   SAY?

When he & his wife arrived at the Officer’s

side  they had no idea if the gunman was

nearby   In his minds eye what remains of

the scene: blood & pink petals   from an

overhanging cherry tree    (not poetic license)

He said he would do the same thing  again

Most definitely    A local woman locked in her

home for 30 hrs. said: He made me afraid  and

I want to see him afraid    Across the sea the Pope

& 2 Presidents  plant an olive tree

So where is the dis-connect?  On Saturday I asked a

20 yr. old what he thinks of our constant killing sprees

He said: We need another enlightenment   It seems that

it is time for the God  who ever dies  and is ever re-born

to make another appearance

Unless that was him lying amidst the blossoms   Or might

he have been one of the 796 babies in Ireland  dispersed in a

field   next to a nunnery?  Could be.    Some earthquakes happen

in slow motion   22 to 34 miles inside of the Earth    yet the re-

alignment is epic

If he is on his way  and arrives on a day when most of us are in

lockdown will anybody know he’s here?  Or will he be as lost to

us as the mangerbornstranger  from the east?    the burningbush

desertrecluse?   the boyinthebohditree?

Probably.

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*would all depressed poets step up to the podium please

SPRING  2014

BROKEN

TAKE  THESE  BROKEN   WINGS

Blackbird   red wings   It was a sky-is-falling

kind of day    Bomb-dived my head    People

stopped and stared   I felt the brush of   bird?

Thought the Angels had come for me

shadow of wings   flapping  flapping  airswooosh  near an ear

In car on way home radio flipped ON:

Moncton in lockdown (Moncton!)   24 yr.old

gunman on a 30 hr. rampage    3 RCMP slain

Later at home tv flipped ON:

Gunman in Seattle siege in progress   live!

student-bodies    everywhere

Summertime in the Americas  gentle breezes

The living is easy    Sounds of guns ricochet

Angels dropping like flies

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SPRING  2014

SLENDERMAN

GIRLS   APPEASE   INTERNET     MEME

You arrive inside your mother   & leave inside

your box   Spend eternity inside that other womb   tomb

the body must never be alone   never so vulnerable

the soul as when first separate *

This is true for the beginning & for the end   though

most don’t know  these arcane details

Some souls in splints   vulnerable to all manner of dybuuk

Take Slenderman creepypasta.wikia.com   for example

Seduced two 12 yr. olds who stabbed their friend in throat

and heart 19x   after which he promised shelter in his mansion

The judge has rejected a request to have the girls transferred

to a mental health facility   They will be tried as adults

Can someone out there: discover hope   changetheworld

bring back the nuclear family?

And may we live into a time when: No girl will have her face

shot off   for simply attending school

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*The girls traded the knife back & forth between them  then

left their friend lying in the woods    She died by a roadside

where she had crawled   They each face up to 65 yrs. in prison

Attorney Anthony Cotton said: Somethings such as make-believe

would not be alarming in a child

SPRING   2014     *Anne Michaels 2014

SMALL PRINT

FIND GIRLS NOW    BACK PAGE SMALL PRINT

Today we heard that local herdsman carrying bows &

arrows  have formed a network to share tips on where

the girls  might be   The area is 62,000 sq. kilometers wide

forest covered mountains  rolling savanna  & semi desert

The rains are coming  so we can only hope for caves   many

caves   Where until the girls are saved   they may stay

Huddled together  dry  learning hymns   So far the world has

only planned: the finding part  while there has been no talk of:

the rescue part    Surely the villagers  farmers  & hunters  have

a plan   With bows & arrows in hand  they will stealthily invade

Boko Haram territory  hunt the captors down  1 terrorist at a time

Like baboons  wild boars   psychopaths

In videos released this week  the hostages were shown reciting

hymns  Those interviewed said they were not mistreated   But

they will never un-see  what they have seen    un-remember

where they have been     un-scream 3000 screams

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SPRING  2014

HOORAY

HOORAY   FOR  THE     RIFF/RAFF

It was a dingy bird with a yellow crest at its

throat  Hobbled by the door of Bacchus Roti

I didn’t want to look too closely   Would it be

a doppelganger of the 3 legged dog who chased

me in the park? (right foreleg long gone)

Or would it have a mangled wing   & a mangled

song?

Here comes the roti-lady   squawking   She has a

way with birds  shrimp   goats    In a moment or 2

Parkdale becomes Eden   The man running in circles

snatches the bird  from the gnarlytree  & lights out for

the territory   ahead     O this neighbourhood  built on an

ancient riverbed  with hipsters now 20 deep   at Walnut St.

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O to be radical  young  desirable  cool!

Stanley Kunitz  1971

SPRING  2014

POCKET

A   ASS   POCKET   FULL  OF     BLUES

and a scotch full of boob   Is anyone as cool

as the old Delta crooners?  Wake up on a grey

day in your stinkin city   Problems of the world

wearied   You wonder how the young man named

Bowe  a POW for a ¼ of his life    will fare

Will the released Commandos of terror  take down

another tower?  Will Bowe take a wife?   Resume his

old life? Or has he been turned like Brody  on Homeland?

Now contemplate the 2 cousins  14 & 15  found hanging

from a mango tree  Uttar Pradesh  Wednesday   India will

further revise its gang-rape laws   There’s some strangefruit

Billie Holiday   &  a band of angels wrestling with the ropes

Why the blues were made for times like these!

Just look at the ecstasy on the Howlin man’s face

Lift you out of the mud   & blood stained trajectory  of our

21^st century   Just listen carefully   The crossroads are everywhere

Juno Beach 70 yrs. Friday    Normandy looking clean & tidy

Blood swept out to sea

How low can you swing?

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SPRING  2014

PONY

YOU  KILLED    MY  PONY

Life is a combo of :  choices  judgements  forks

catalysts   gamechangers    will    genes   history 

skeletons  repetition compulsion   an  albatross or 2

And a lover who reminds you of : Joseph Stalin

Built a Gulag just for you  with rooms full of roses

in your favourite colours    Cupboards stuffed with

curated vintage     A huge diamond or 2

And a gilded cage for your small bad heart

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SPRING  2014

NIGHTMARE

WELCOME  TO  MY  NIGHTMARE*

My clients   2 four yr. olds   are not native

to this land   Kidnapped and brought over

under cover of night   They are not native

to crackhouses or police cars  They are   survivors

of: child porn  babybeatings  starvation

In our modern city   in the 21^st century

hidden in apartment blocks & shelters

Police knock & spirit them away    2 a.m.

A strange car drives them to foster-homes   all alone

They are native to the: war-zone  foxhole  closet

The truth has no heart  & life is long

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*(Sam’s refrain at the start of every single

therapy session for 3 yrs)

FALL  2011

SURVEY

SURVEYMONKEY

Are you the blowsy embodiment of

the prevailing narcissistic delusion?

Do you have a chore whore?  Spend

your life wanting  getting  & emptying

only to need a re-fill?  Do you covet a

2nd tv  with fancy technology  invented

5 seconds ago  that gives new meaning to:

remote-control  soul-hole?  Do you have

 the words: wooden puppet on your t-shirt?

When was the last time you noticed a scent

other than the All-Protector  emanating from your

leathers?  Do you lead a master class in acting

every time you answer the phone?  Feign happy

busy   enchanted?

OKAY  I will stop torturing you  gentle reader

If you answered yes to 3 or more questions

something is festering in your pop-up life  & they

won’t want to harvest your DNA    Stand very still

something epic is about to happen  in 136 seconds

Did you miss it?

Ya me too

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Bonus Questions:

* hands up if you think life is pre-ordained

*hands up if you wish you could start over again

SPRING  2014

DEVASTATIO

THE  DEVASTATIO

Now used to Winter’s wasteland

we stagger into Spring    Cherry blossoms

corrupted    covering our streets

In  bankrupt daze of Summer we’ll

run from all that blue: umbrellas  canopies

pools and Margaritas    O false beatitude

Winter our beloved   & infuriating Queen

will not be seen for 183 days    So here is a clue

city-dweller: quarry the light   fill your cups & barrels

Greet the coming rigor mortis as royalty    & you will survive

once more with your little white face   to witness the return

of   Spring!     March 21st  2015

When terrified spring flowers shudder at our feet

Your winter-devastations  likely the best thing about

you    will stubbornly retreat

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SPRING 2014