Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Totem

By blue Vancouver's living clouds
A junky sleeps in brown wool shrouds

The city of hydraulic lifts
Holds up a falling sky

The poles connecting life now mark the grey
For love has found its way

And everyone's an Inuit
On this Autumn Equinox

With gem eyes looking
Inside

That is to say
Beyond

1 comment:

the walking man said...

In Waikiki they have moved the bums from the tourist section of town to a camp on the far side of the island. I'd rather be Inuit for a day with a totem to help me remember.