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I`ll Be a Poet

YAH!

I`ll enunciate the soul of Vancouver ! YAH !
The voice of the city that always sleeps
Freeze frame … my arms extended
The definitive utterance leaves my lips …
I articulate the neuroses of the rainforest

Uncovering the seminal stigma
Exposing the forgotten secret
Chanting the resonant
Fundamental I begin
My dance

I`ll BE A DANCER
YAH !

I`ll dance the soul of Vancouver ! YAH !
The body of the city that lost its heart.
The definitive gesture leaves my body…
I pound new life into old meat
My feet beat out the memories of pain
Pain past the hydro lines that power the buses
Past the telephone wires that web the city
Past the pavement and black top
Past the shop windows and car lots
Past the neon night
Past the bridges and parks
Past the suburban sprawl
Bungalow past bungalow
Beyond the high-rises
And gas stations
Over the radio stations
Above the static electric charge
Buzzing over millions of T V screens
Spinning faster and faster I begin my song
My music.