Evenings in the Timmy’s near Kipling: privy to breakups,
meltdowns, stock tips whispered through wax paper cups
and fidgety glances from the suburb’s more outgoing shut-ins.
The men’s room has art and amenity: someone’s upturned
a Standard American into a Dadaist fountain,
signed it with handstyle obscenities and pleas to burn THC.
Parked by the drive-thru, young men do things to Hondas,
sync dashboards with Bluetooth, compare slutty auto show blondes on
their phones. Buddy had his ricer impounded
when cops clocked him at 200 on the 401—he founded
an online speed trap exchange. Six-lane traffic on Dundas
follows a gothic procession of hydros downtown.
In the future, the screens here—more than just menus—will feature
overhead satellite feeds of Etobicoke’s myriad plazas
and roads. People will finish their coffee and size up
the monitored clockwork outside, looking for somewhere
private to go.
Bardia Sinaee was born in Tehran, Iran and currently lives in Etobicoke. His poetry has most recently appeared in The Puritan Compendium I and The Walrus. He was recently interviewed over at the Conduit Canada blog.