JOHN BARLOW
The following is a short selection from the piece originally published on pages 101-115 of Issue 25.4.
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ASHINEoVSUN II
by
John Barlow
"VISIT MY BICYCLE" I come out of my street to get cat food and a slice right away theres chaos everywhere a cop car takes off full siren tilts off south on cue the youth blow Im on my bike rolling past them one group is loading in a cab others chase One or two from the cab want to stay and fight all are white the poor cabbys African Canadian sees me looming past on the bike looks worried - I make a reassuring face - the large group of young African Canadians who were standing near the wall of the Brunswick one or two tried to read my face I nodded to the cabby it was alright the two white groups were ready to fight each other but a couple of others were yelling "Drive! Drive! Get in the cab! Go! Go! Go!" at about 3:30 in the morning. I got past them and was sailing along when the throw of their violent charge came rushing itll overtake my position (from behind!) so I stop and turn They stop. The loaded cab takes off I circle the neighbourhood unwilling to leave all the young faithfully brainwashed stragglers on their own Every time I think everything is fine and start to set off theres another explosion of noise so I circle the understreets Everything seems fine I head south: - Pizza - a customer says something to the chef the chef says something like "fuck you you say fuck you to me" all as one syllable so my nod that looks like agreement is partly admiration but I do nod tentative concurrence get a fresh slice he says thanks I go north thats the thing just a little farther south a lot less policed but the people are tougher and theres a lot fewer coming through on bikes zipping around Saturday nights have been like this ever since the same scenario always with the cars and the big shouts last night after all I went for a Shwarma and theres the hosts of the Pilot reading series lexiconjury finishing off the snack with robust contentment and this violence of the streets just isnt the homeless hardly have any cigarettes remember "Pizza! For fuck sakes Pizza!" "George, whats worse than a confident psychopath?" I think of a witty reply but its not for me I keep the dimes but give the looney well worth pausing its like "reset" and then back in the light with the tv and a good and interesting slice
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