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Reconstruction Site `The Weakerthans`

Well I'm lost, I'm afraid, Rope tied down to a leaky boat, To the roof of a car on a road in the dark and it's snowing.

My Favourite Chords `The Weakerthans`

The Mayor's out killing kids to keep taxes down, and me and my anger sit folding a paper bird, letting the curtains turn to beating wind. Wish I had a socket-set to dismantle this morning.

Genetic Reconstruction `Death`

with total resistance To fatal disease, future methods of science Replacing what is real by using technology Population control, selecting those who will breed A specific type of form chosen for the

The Reasons `The Weakerthans`

you tell me to fuck off, When I need somebody to, How you make me laugh so hard, How whole years refuse to stay, Where we told them to bad dog, Locked up blindly in a word, Or a misplaced souvenir, How the

Uncorrected Proofs `The Weakerthans`

The mirrors and the unacknowledged nods. Dial tones and license plates. The words you didn't choose. Everything the day's too small to hold spills on to the dusk, and shorts the evening's fuse.

Elegy For Elsabet `The Weakerthans`

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 lips - -that essay on a frown.

One Great City! `The Weakerthans`

> 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 sound of feet on polished floor and in

Psalm For The Elks Lodge Last Call `The Weakerthans`

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 crackle and come through.

The Prescience Of Dawn `The Weakerthans`

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 and hope for that one dream of hardware stores

A New Name For Everything `The Weakerthans`

When the bus shelter windows and napkin-dispensers surprise with distorted reflections, it's never the someone you're hoping to recognize.

Plea From A Cat Named Virtute `The Weakerthans`

So we should open up the house, invite the Tabby two doors down. You could ask your sister if, she doesn't bring her basset hound.

(Hospital Vespers) `The Weakerthans`

Doctors play your dosage like a card trick Scrabbled down the hallways yelling "Yatzee" I brought books on Harper in the Arctic Something called "The Politics of Lonely" A toothbrush and Quick Pick with

Leash `The Weakerthans`

Sitting in silence and staring at ceilings or peeling the paint off of things to confide. Teach me to wiggle my ears like that, Show me the scar that you got when you fell off your bike.

Wellington's Wednesdays `The Weakerthans`

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.

Time's Arrow `The Weakerthans`

> So you watch the sunrise sinking And she's talking in her sleep A dream of how alone she was Tomorrow when you keep All those promises to someone In a mirror you will find At your parents' house

Everything Must Go `The Weakerthans`

The cutlery and coffee cups I stole from all-night restaurants, a sense of wonder only slightly used a year or two to haunt you in the dark.

This Is A Fire Door Never Leave Open `The Weakerthans`

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.

Confessions Of A Futon-Revolutionist `The Weakerthans`

Held like water in you 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 apartment to buy alcohol.

None Of The Above `The Weakerthans`

But we communicate in questions, And all our answers sound the same. Under sputtering flourescents, After re-fills are re-filled. Negotiations at a stand-still, Spoon and rolling saucer stilled.

Watermark `The Weakerthans`

We sit and watch the wall you painted purple. Speech will spill on space. Our little cups of grace.

Illustrated Bible Stories For Children `The Weakerthans`

So turn off the sky. Head in my hands. Night keep me warm. White window-sill. Blinded by heart. Cut my hair short. "Eyeless in Gaza with the slaves at the mill."

Diagnosis `The Weakerthans`

All the cheap tricks I tried too hard not to pull. Pulled along or pulled apart. The diagnosis of a foreign frame of heart.

Letter Of Resignation `The Weakerthans`

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 certainty, you know we'll never see her hands

The Last Last One `The Weakerthans`

And nothing happens in the end. I'm thinking of you less, more concerned... and more is less, I guess it doesn't matter now. Maybe we'll never go insane.

Greatest Hits Collection `The Weakerthans`

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.

Sounds Familiar `The Weakerthans`

We emerged from youth all wide-eyed like the rest.

Anchorless `The Weakerthans`

Southern Manitoba prairie's pulling at the pant leg of your bad disguise. So why were you so anchorless? Shoebox full of photos; found a grainy mirror. Sunken cheeks and slender hands.

Fallow `The Weakerthans`

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 "Radiators hum out of tune".

Aside `The Weakerthans`

Measure me in metered lines, in 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; I'm unconsoled, I'm lonely.

Pamphleteer `The Weakerthans`

I clutch my stack of paper, press one to a chest, then watch it swoop and stutter to the ground. I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight, and waiting for a winter to be done.