Flying down Hastings street on a skateboard
dancing spasmodically and singing
Tom Jones songs at full force
"Sex bomb sex bomb
you're a sex bomb...
you can do it to me
when I need to get along..."
I see girl smiles
pimp smiles
punk smiles
drunk smiles
next day
its down the alleyway
and "hey ho! There she goes!"
Trying not to think about how
the majority of the puddles back here
are not filled with rain.
and tonight its animal calls
wild urban mating sounds like
A-lalalalalalalala!!!!
Yip yip yip
and aouwwwwwww!!!!
Fellow yahoos whistling in codes
like click click yippity yack back and I know
I'm not alone.
Next day its Italian Bravado
singing Italian sounding words
to Italian sounding songs
hand outstretched to old asian woman
as I'm rolling past
"Oh solemio, et pepperoni
Alfredo lasagne, et una vespa..."
old woman laughs softly the
way only old women can,
swats her hand at me,
pretending not to like the attention.
I'm terribly shy you see.
This is my way
of making friends.
