Coral Hull: Poetry: Reed-Song: Early Poems: Volume 2: First Hint Of Bushfire

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CORAL HULL: REED-SONG: EARLY POEMS: VOL 2
                                                                                                                page-97 FIRST HINT OF BUSHFIRE

Things not quite right.
Slower breathing and downcast.
Eyes.
For no apparent reason.
Conversation non-existant.
Contact-Shut-Off.
Thought vague.
I'm in the darkest alley really.
But no-one will ever believe.

It's still light here.
the steady flow of murmurs.
the silver clink of glasses.
gas Bar-B-Qs
fading light and dripping smiles. God.
I feel like a raincoat.
on a camping expedition.

    

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