The ugliest American
crashes his way thru
the summits and china shops
of the world, on his way
to bully Rocket Man.
Overnight here,
a motorcyclist meets
his deer finale
on the vacant Henday.
And Sunday waking up
to a rapturous robin
interrupted once
by a brief siren
heading to another
pointless death.
Screwball Central
and Nature’s last word.
“The rains have come, all.
And there are other ways
too beautiful for you.
Why are you still asleep?”
(*Henday: a ring road around Edmonton)