What was the wildest thing you saw
in all of wild Canada? Was it
the roaring waters of Rearguard
Falls? Or the black bear swimming
across Mud Lake? Or the pine beetle
chewing its way down the North
Thompson River Valley? Or the protesters
haranguing politicians on the steps
of the Victoria Legislature? Or
the drivers speeding across
Vancouver bridges? Or the junkies
hunched around their pipes
on Upper Johnson Street? Or
the wild style graffiti in
the parking lot off Herald? Or
the puffed up chest of Robson
flaunting his white nipples
to the sun? I nod at each suggestion
but answer with my own. The wildest
thing I saw was Tamiko when she
thought I forgot to pack the gift
we bought for our daughter.
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