Grace General-John K. Samson

[ti:Grace General] [ar:John K. Samson] [al:Provincial] [offset:0] [00:00.36]04.Grace General [00:01.86]. [00:44.58]Cruel snow, cracked lips, sun lost by four. [00:51.08]Cold winces through the cardboard window [00:57.39]Where the cobblestone was smashed into glass. [01:02.70]And the bare bulb of moon swings over Portage Avenue [01:10.77]And lights the icy rut you sprinkled with sand [01:17.45]Down the dim hall of chain stores to Grace [01:24.70]Where the parking lot is full again. [01:28.08]I don't bother locking up. [01:37.70]The face before the doors slide apart [01:44.39]Is hers the day they took away the candy, [01:50.76]Left gift shop tulips to frame her alarmed. [01:57.39]What will I do now? [02:04.07]What will I do now? [02:10.70]What will I do now? [02:17.39]What will I do now?