Poetry by Joe Hall

Published by betweenthehighway and Blue Bag

2.25” x 162”

Thermal printing on receipt paper

First printing of 50

2025

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From the publisher’s website:

Side with Patti Smith and piss in the river, then shit on the shore. Receipts could be the closest thing to toilet paper, but I wouldn’t wipe your ass with them. Well, you should at least finish reading first . . .

     The only thing that mattered about the angels was
     the mirror of their faces pointed towards God’s glory,
     created a circuit of multiplying amperage. No one cared

     that they reeked. They’d bite you if you got too close.
     And if enough of them got together in phalanx outside
     City Hall, it was time for us clots of losers’ ears to bleed.

Joe Hall nearly shares a name with Joe Hill.