Quatre Samedi

The upstairs neighbors don’t sleep in à Samedi
so neither do I

It’s too early for St Paul to be busy
so the homeless are out
smoking, bleary
quiet in the sun

If I give them money
for a moment I have value
a raindrop in a desert in a dry season

I have only cards and no cash

So the sparrows at Boulangerie Caviste
get my crumbs
(a fabulous croissant!)
But I have to stay still as furniture
And again I only have value for what I give
for what I leave behind


You’ve met me somewhere in Montreal. Perhaps I took your picture! Please send me a message to say hi, or get a copy.

Vous m’avez rencontré quelque part à Montréal. Peut-être que j’ai pris ta photo ! Veuillez m’envoyer un message pour me dire bonjour ou en obtenir une copie.