On Spadina
  David Alexander

for Liam McHugh-Russell

Above the luggage store with octopus
Graffiti, a pigeon coos through the air
conditioner as the sun floods in.

We march our armies around the galaxy
as Empire Lite rocks Endor’s Ewoks.
Between Turkish delight and sips of coffee

we flip through copies of Hegemony
or Survival and crack dictionaries
to define hegemony and survival.

Night brings beer and dumplings,
the trumpets of Beirut’s Gulag Orkestar,
the thump and squeak of frantic dancing

with young New Democrats
and the Laurier Intelligentsia, future lawyers
and the premier’s daughter. The tidal

hum of streetcars and the drunks call up to us–

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