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The bitter taste Proceeding the end of an affair Need not have been; Wasted words and good intentions Never really meant for Such an occasion. Love and hate Are but passing emotions Like the clouds overhead On this wintry summer’s day. Words of anger And conciliation Alternate and make this ending Like all human endings Messy and emotionally charged, That no strong liquor Nor gritted teeth Can take away the pain of suffering Loneliness bestows upon each one of us Or the pain of indignity Brou...

Glebe The very sound of it, The mouthing of it, Puts a smile across one’s face, A pang of loss across my heart: She used to live here with her mother, Intermittently, in between lovers. I used to walk her and her dog (Who fancied himself a contender For the track at Wentworth Park) Along its quiet shady streets, Populated with tall Jacarandas, Purple carpet underneath our feet. Past the murmurings of Victorian mansions, Federation lodges, workmen’s cottages. It’s always hard to find a spot to...

Glebe The very sound of it, The mouthing of it, Puts a smile across one’s face, A pang of loss across my heart: She used to live here with her mother, Intermittently, in between lovers. I used to walk her and her dog (Who fancied himself a contender For the track at Wentworth Park) Along its quiet shady streets, Populated with tall Jacarandas. Purple carpet underneath our feet. Past the murmurings of Victorian mansions, Federation lodges, workmen’s cottages. It’s always hard to find a spot t...

At the top of William Street looms the sign Massive, red, and scintillating Pointing us to what we’ve all been seeking It’s the real thing. You can’t beat the feeling. Spruikers fat and thin make promises Of fun and excitement, pussy galore Available now for a limited time only Step this way right into our premises Glittery and shimmering with fairy lights Another world another parallel dimension With poles of chrome polished day and night By the sweaty thighs of exotic dancers Tourists from ...

Across the waters, placid, cool and calm I float my fragile hopes on a folded paper boat And pray they reach you still intact That you may keep them safe from harm Hold them dearly, like the way I hold you in my dreams And nurse those peaceful feelings of pure bliss That come in waves and ripples, often with a kiss. Across the fire, raging, burning bright and hot I shoot my intentions on arrows straight and true Try to hold my breathing at a steady, measured pace For I just cannot put out th...