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tell centrelink
this thing called employment detracts from my enjoyment
and tightens my diaphragm
-- L’il Abner
a note from Brian about the world love poetry tour
this concerns our mutual quest for sincerity
I love Vivaldi… it always feels like a graduation
and I have to say
it’s been lovely this much mirth
a life of advice taken, swallowing pills, bitter best
of course there are things to miss
like the waiting room with Franz Kafka
and dole tv -- hearing aids, glasses, all sorts
that don’t really work
and for people who can’t afford them
I know it's been a bumpy ride
and I know you’ve found it hard --
the stony face, the high bar for compassion
… so few chances at human, but I could still see a pulse
no one’s qualified for this job
one understands this
and the overqualified
(problem soon fixed when the school de-funding’s finished)
there were times when the effort at logic would make gasp
but hold it in -- this is an interview!
grim picture you painted of worklessness too
the world grows larger and each dollar less
it’s Zeno’s arrow limps along again
and what do you say at the checkout
but
‘here’s most of it… back on dole day… all I’ve got’
one gets used to the regular confessions
and robo-shafting
the coal and iron state requires
but
that job licking the pipes was not for me
I gave it a red hot go though
with the velvet fist, all that lube
believe me - I get it
if one is not punished then who will win?
may nod to show understood
I have however painted a picture of you
found a calling
in fact I considered to join the leisure class
because true vocation is vacation
so -- don’t be alarmed
the body is beautiful
even after all this time
I’m getting my gear off now
getting everything tuned
I feel the eloquence coming on
we’ve read The Unconsoled
know all about herd immunity
if the wheel of fortune spun me here
it’s time to try my luck
considered a position as an office plant
….listening … just listening
but too green for that
you know what Oscar Wilde said?
…
anyway Brian asked me to give you this note
blew a kiss
said he’s off now for greener pastures
on his world love poetry tour
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