but your breakfast –

he is still swimming

a tank of snow

snow falling is a secret you cannot hear

nor key into your vodafone.

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if you are sightless in the snow

you will smell a blizzard coming.

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ice has the taste of window panes & when snow

is messed up you know skiers have been through.

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in the snow litter is a penguin

eating bluebird chips

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if you are aggrieved you say

i hope the snow tanks on you.

the sun in relation to the left & right eyes

you try to keep simple what you see.

avoiding daily the shadow grey.

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to your left eye is the west of the city

who all day long waits for the sun to crawl home.

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to your right is your eye.

& the east in the windowed kitchen

where children swallow by the sill vogels.

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from the southside is the pear

which is the back of the head

& beyond that there are the cliffs & shading issues ~

never let your house face south.

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in the north is the warehouse

your blue bay & motorway

& the forever sun who pearls on cars &

fades the leather of your four seater.

aorta

round here is autumn. a tumnal

& by may you would have had enough

of orange i’m sure.

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larry needs a pick-up truck

for his heart.

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he says it will not shut up

like my radio

*

he wants me to listen to his aorta

which i hear above a bird

at 80 beats

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may is the time of your life

for sweeping up drives

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in the banksia whose cones

are anti the lawnmower

we hear the tui opening its chords

& the fall of nectar

nineteen dollar trap – mitre 10

ron brings the possum

down from the hills

by a tail

from your lot

you think cat

*

if you were in the city

you would point him for

the yellow bin probably

*

with its penis reddest

& out the back

it took a last

quiet apple

on a spike

*

& when the trap came down

it shat on the nighttime.

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we are a family of bone collections.

waiting for us at beresford street

is a little blue penguin from steve ~

giving up to the silent under

ground.

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we have a horse’s head.

which is really a cow’s.

& rams.

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also we have shearwaters

petrels

& shags who come in the form of

head & ribcage

or beak.

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at the bach

which is sandy to your feet

vic sets the possum down.

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if you get the layout right

6 months down the track

you can have a secret of bones

& what they looked like

running maybe,

possibly accelerating towards

the $19 trap with apple.

western springs zoo

at the zoo my mother is from 1972.

our tv is black & white with knobs.

the school bander prints in violet ink.

we have a v dub BJ1476.

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my mother is 26 no more.

in a red halter neck that does up

under the fanny part.

with cork heels & skirt.

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my pigtails are in rubberbands

I wanted plaits but never got them.