Jon Brooks

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He came from Elfros, Saskatchewan -
A flat town from which thwarted dreams are born.
You could watch your dog run until lunchtime
Or the indifferent trains ’til morn.
People don’t think of others anymore.


He was married – that is to say,
That he knew how to apologize.
‘Til one day she was done with Elfros,
And he was done with saying sorry.
People don’t think of others anymore.


People don’t think of others
People don’t think even of their mothers
People don’t think of others anymore -
If they did,
People don’t think of others anymore.


A siren elegized down the Yellowhead -
It took ‘em 18 minutes to arrive.
People used to see the cherries in the rearview.
People used to pull off to the right.
But people don’t think of others anymore.


They were hand in hand on the kitchen floor,
Eyes wide and alive as they were dead.
Magnetic Poetry on a full fridge
Gave the note a child-likeness:
People don’t think of others anymore.


People don’t think of others
People don’t think even of their mothers
People don’t think of others anymore -
If they did,
People don’t think of others -
People don’t think of others
People don’t think even of their mothers
People don’t think of others –
If they did before, if they did, if they did,
People don’t think of others anymore.


He came from Elfros, Saskatchewan -
A flat place from which thwarted dreams are born.