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Monaro Highway, ACT
Roadkill & Angst
            themes & variation
moving as if in a sepia footage
White’s gangling vivisectors
talk with a twang
Coloquial Colonial
Correct speech?
            Elocution Electrocution
Incongrous skies cut into
not pieces, but years AD
and Centaurs BC
all four on the ground
blood is still warm, foaming
on the palpable ground

Slightly nervy kerosense smell, like the old days
a feeling of being hanged out, wasted, except where the stars
the night, the burning off down below Monaro Highway
a handful of dirt.
After napalm, after grieving landmines
a burial of the whales
children walk behind the moon – the lead mourner.