It breaks, shatters, melts away, It is gone It dissolves, evaporates,  Leaves a space A vacum, a wistful bittersweet emptiness A promise unfillfilled, The lesson...

  We walked through the dark , cold streets of Toronto past the skaters at the square Past the tall glittering grey buildings past Yong st. past the pawnshops...

Slowly the poisen leaves I return  to life, to music Dancing with the Devil took its toll All day the voices weave  White leafless branches against blue, blue sky...

filled Vancouver.