Act of God
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Across this hopscotch land
strange days stretch out to sea,
where ancient forests stood,
now ails a lone pine tree,
spared from an Act of God,
not so children as they flee -
they are turned to ghosts
by what god, pray tell me?
End of a Dream
C-sharp minor
plays through the eaves
of this house,
wind-cold emptiness, the ambient noise
of destruction
where laughter once lived,
Shoji, last opened to plum-blossom whispers,
now lachrymose with silent
half-life,
a bird singing for
no-one
Black Swan Event
On guard for meteorite and alien
But not for this Black Swan within
Can’t trust the earth beneath our feet
Broken Japan, with you, we weep
Microcosmic Stupors
Who gives a rat’s?!
“I’m desperate to get on the field”, says Benjii Marshall.
Oh, who cares?
“Hawkins hot engagement…”
Blah, blah fishpaste
“Triple M woos Matthew Johns”
Ho hum
“Brendan Fevola…..”
Yaaaawn
“O’Farrell promises to dump home buyer’s tax”
Zzzzzzzz
“The main island of Japan moved 2.4 meters in yesterday’s quake”
?? !
“Quake shifted earth on its axis by 10cm”
WHAT?!
Things my father told me
After the blast, there was no sound,
people’s shadows, crushed into the ground,
the dark abyss of humanity’s soul -
revealed by an act - unspeakable, foul
