9.2.20
40
a cloud got in this
head
it was the dark all day
in shallows dreamt
wallabies went missing
slept
some stretch so’s not to rot
cloud got in head
a squeeze through
it was crowded, dizzy
took the pill for puddles
how permeable I (?) one asks
sticking out of my ears
and squeeze for a bath
creak
rust
sun come
and made a mist of it
still rattling on the roof
this is the steady stuff
must have been the rain I dreamt
it was a picture of patience
rakish the kookaburra
in the chair quite still
waiting for the blowdry brush off
and back to fly the rain
a cloud got in this head
sticking out of my ears
and squeeze for a bath
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