Lorna and Juliette and Melinda
on hold with
public services
why’s it so hard
call me paranoid when 12 strangers walk in
and I’m feeding my son?
yr on-hold, hold on
the witch-doctor following
the lady commuter
from the other side
of the wire fence
this city’s got it’s own
secret pockets of despair
kind cop at the head of the bins
evil cop jetting in front
of the volvo
for Lorna and Juliette and Melinda
3 stranger women on
“el answer-phone”