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August, 2003

even in my dreams
  the Canadians are polite …
when the alarm went off,
  one of them turned to me and said
"your time device is going off."

Canada, if only.
Canada where evil doesn't go
   because the wages of sin
  buy you that much less.

Where beautiful people lead
  simple, quiet existences
unlike Italy
   where the ugly babies are
     drowned

and so I didn't see Europe
   this year
  there's still a chance
     if I can quit my job and
      raise some money
find the inexpensive way back
   but having been at a job
  nearly long enough to  break even
      and get a few benefits
I think I'll have to wait

     too bad

seems my income is always
   directly proportional to the
     cost of airfare

D of Canada was in town
     past weekend
  on her last evening here,
     all electric systems she
      touched seemed to malfunction
  she couldn't get her e-mail
and then the printer wouldn't
   attach—nor the second one she tried
finally the computer lost a document
     she worked 3 hours on—
sometimes, people will just have
  to stay the hell away from
     my computer.




© 2003 by the respective poets