10 April 2009

water corp

sandalwood sun
cracked boots freestylin threads off acacia saligna
whisty sheoak songlines
sweatin april dust in scattered patterns across baked mounds
a cooked mind in cream paddock bliss,
hot water swiggers off the steel tray
the shape of battered cats
the 7am bushfire haze
a thousand nuts rattle-bounce like battle-cries for pig-melon
double G spots melts like cancer
at seventy bucks a hec
no weekends

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