old possum piece
wild nights!
(or possum scrap)
hear them falling
roof to roof
wrestle fit
to wake the night
they're monsters of the Id-
as-dreamt
could be cats or infants
(just for a moment though)
it's the warning growl
betrays them
is this for territory or fun?
for food? for love!
is love not this
just one morsel
done with the compass
hiss and cough and …
swim in starlight
make a lovely hat
but it's the kooka
scares up dawn
when possum's
fast asleep
and dreaming
other nights and fights
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