POETRY UPDATE

Wolfpack of One is a poet. I forgot to tell you, sorry.

Actually, that's probably pushing it a bit, Wolfpack of One wishes he was a poet.
Mainly when I'm getting told off at work or sitting through another interminable night of messy-haired, say-nothing indie bands. Poets don't have to write board papers, they write poems. And poets certainly don't have to listen to hopeless little oiks called Oliver sound-checking for three hours (how come after all that effort they still sound like a shit Libertines?) Even if they did they'd probably just write a poem about it and make themselves feel better:

THUD
THUD
THUD
Are you bringing any industry?
THUD
THUD
THUD
Can we borrow your bass amp?
THUD
THUD
THUD
More me in the monitor
THUD
THUD
THUD

Well, I think that's proved once and for all that I'm not a poet. I am, however, delighted to be included in the hot new issue of The Delinquent magazine.

























The Delinquent is a brilliant quarterly poetry and short story magazine, and Wolfpack of One's Index of First Lines, People, Places and Things (new and revised) is featured in this month's mag. Of course, this means that most of you are featured in the mag too as I'm bound to name you in there somewhere. You should buy it.

Copies can be ordered or downloaded (for 69p!) online from:

http://www.lulu.com/thedelinquent

or if you live in the UK and want a hard copy - it's cheaper to get them directly from the Delinquent dudes:

send £3.50 (includes postage) along with your name, address, e-mail and money to 'the delinquent' at 92 Elm Road, Kingston, Surrey, KT2 6HU.

Cheers!

AW