Disorienting
When my eyes watch
The solid pavement
I look up and feel
Like I am falling
Tendrils of mist twist
Above the small creek
Symbolic gyre of new day
And round and round
Of antebellum St Kilda
Skittish sea shield caldera
Depression of 2 thousand
Year old isolation isle
Packing this packed age
Of my life - rolling
Knife and spoon and fork
And cup and dish newspaper
Political gossip everyday
Tragedy sorrow
Weathered and silent
Smeared fire smoke cloud
Hazard reduction
In her dancing dress and
Her urine soaked under things
She loves the evil ones.
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