3 IN THE MORNING AFTER

3 in the morning after the Mercury Rev show at some club on Parc that I
can‚t remember the name of & it‚s so damn cold the middle of January breath
pluming out silver & ice crystallizing in my beard & we go over to the 24hr
bagel place on Frontenac & buy a dozen bagels steaming hot fresh outta the
oven & eat them walking home feet scrunching on the cold hard-packed snow
the sky clear & icy cold moon full & silver bag of bagels warm in my hands
in my mouth & Mercury Rev‚s sounds still playing in my ears.