An online journal of contemporary canadian poetry & poetics
Number 5.1 December 2001



 

my _______________ is _______________


mailing big rubber cheques, the bigger
the better. barely fit thru the door.


novelty makes the same. silence I
s still a position.


the wrong address, the police
put a bullet thru her


slowly. aches
& pains.


travels the motel circuit. hes got
a thing for old neon.