Thursday, August 25, 2005


In Eltham I ask for grass & a girl
says ‘You are in Eltham’.
‘So I’m like the foot soldier in City Hall
in the movie version
of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles,
when he wants a cigarette & gets cartons
of regular & menthol?’

‘Yeah. So what are you after?’

We grow on our acre.
A rock remains a cool pillow
you don’t have to turn over.
‘That’s smooth for a ceramic bong’.
She runs craft classes
at a child care centre.
‘Guess you’re used to hydroponics;
all the chemical fertiliser’.

Told dad later about their in-ground pool.
Told him there’s green leaves for a jungle feel,
& he said ‘Sure!
Such an ecosystem takes time.’

Next to hair of cane kelp I recited:
“I was much further out than you thought”.
Kookaburras in the boarded house
belly-laughed a nightclub theme.


Anonymous Placebo said...

Time to pack away the old P Poem box

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