Poetry Friday - The Cavaliers (Toronto)

The Cavaliers (Toronto)This hothouse forces odd loves into bloom:the smoke, the noise, the semi-darkness stuntthe growth of shoots cramped by too little roomto start with. Each survivor is a runt.Some mutants do thrive in this ambience --their native habitat? Others, which sproutbetter in less outré environments --one's backyard garden, say -- get crowded out.Though I admire the lush flamboyant