Dime Bags

Gordon met Wonder at the bus stop, the one just down from the Still Eagle.
She was new in town and looking for a place to stay,
Gordon obliged.
They would hang out in the cold one room apartment
watching fall disappear into winter.
Baker, two stories below offered constant stimulation.
Wonder sold dime bags for Rollo,
a dealer she knew from Van, who had set shop in Nelson.
Selling dime bags was quick change
that complimented Gordon's unemployment checks
which came every two weeks like clock work.

Shaggy

Nelson is set on a hill which gravitates everyone to Baker Street, where coffee shops bustle with crowds of people, smoke shops fill with old hippies and young hipsters. Gordon was one with the setting, the buzz of downtown, the artsy vibe, the old loggers and the young beauty that graced Baker Street. Shaggy had received word from Bishop of the hit been put onto Jack back home. No one knew details, but when Gordon bumped into Shaggy out back of the smoke shop that was the news he had.
Shaggy, an old friend of Jack's was down with the name change, he didn't ask questions, just wanted to burn one in the alley and was happy to see his old friend. He had been playing music on Baker when Gordon had just found his way to town, even with the new identity, it felt good to carry a bit of the past.
Gordon walked lightly in his shoes gracing the back alleys with his presence.

Baker Street

The show was over and Jack had pulled off a couple of lines.
Of course they were lines from the stranger's card
and the stranger left with Vanessa.
It was all too much to conceive.
Jack lurked around his old town lost,
the spirit had been stolen from under him.
The season was changing
and Jack felt the need to travel,
his destination not far,
over the mountains to the stimulation of Nelson.
There he would become a new man
create a new identity.
No one knew him
and other than signing his unemployment checks
he would become
Gordon Young.

What found Jack

It was all confusing,
but everyone else knew the game.
They were all up for it.
The entire game was similar to going to a Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Jack had unknowingly bet on lines in the flick.
Know them or lose what you came with.
For Jack this was a bit too much on line.
If he could remember the movie word for word,
or even recall the scene sequence
he would be at ease.
The entire set up was like a house full of key party players.
Jack stumbled and asked the guy next to him to trade cards.
He could lose his identity,
maybe even Vanessa.