The following is an experimental erasure-style poem, formed entirely from fragmented quotes in the 1/3/2022 edition of the Edmonton Journal’s comic section (original at the bottom). All 20 comics are represented in some fashion, though some are more prominent than others, and the COVID pandemic (which was still ongoing at the time) definitely influenced the message of this piece as well.
I’ve been asking the
same questions foreverโฆ
Who am I? What do I want?
Let’s seeโฆ
My head is still spinningโฆ
Been over this so many times.
Need a minuteโฆ
all the time.
I’ll take three dozen,
a zillion hoursโฆ
Still can’t find it,
I’m afraid.
…
All this staying at homeโฆ
I feel better.
All by myselfโฆ
hibernatingโฆ
Nice try,
Mr. Innocent.
Wake up.
The most serious crisis;
a crisis of spirit.
Has-been,
past his primeโฆ
Fear of losing years.
It’s hard around here,
in a kennelโฆ
Condemned.
drip drip drip
Uh-oh, coming downโฆ
…
It can be corrected.
You can clean it.
Get it looked at.
You look beatโฆ
Be patient.
Like the last time.
Learn a thing or two,
Mr. Plausible Deniability.
Wake up.


