#1382 - two for the Gore Cove Track series - particular affinity & I met anger on the track

 

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particular affinity

two for the Gore Cove Track Series

 

I cast the other worlds aside

gone to be here

 

and bring my own bright

bring the day with me

 

it’s mainly luck

to plant my feet

 

I choose at every step

 

this is my own democracy

of which next forward

 

hear a tree come down

 

I walk out of the system of saws

forsake all other ways for this

 

these easy words

 

leaf spread where someone must have fallen

 

and I stand for the sun

 

I believe it will be the same in flight

voice come after me

tide gone out

 

it lies in wait, the track

it whispers me along

 

nor can any or all be read

but vanish in the page

 

I met anger on the track

 

a mad one

 

he started

nobody owns this

 

I was glad to agree

 

you could tell damaged goods

a kind leer he had

 

one wishes to be kind

 

he said

some people call this NSW

but it isn’t like south Wales

and it’s not new

 

nothing to fault there

I gave him all that

 

I was pen to paper at the time

I was making notes for a poem

(you’ll find it on the page before)

 

one should expect the unexpected

 

he might have thought I was one of him

(exhibits note taking behavior)

 

he said

you see how they’ve timed it for an eclipse

this vote

 

I hadn’t known about that

(but then it will only be visible in the US)

 

suppose he must have meant the aliens

come to vaccinate us

 

one nods politely

 

then he got stuck in

because of my YES shirt

 

said

call yourself an Australian?

 

I said

among other things

 

he looked very threatening then

I wonder what the right answer should have been

 

I said

good on you

as a way to dismiss

 

had to say it a couple of times

 

I was thinking
off you go

scoot along, little maddie

 

of course I feel a little guilty to think like that

about a fellow damaged creature

but then one wishes to limit the damage

 

couldn’t he see I was working?

 

leant towards me more

said

you can call the Federal Police

I’m assaulting you

 

a bit worrying

and

no worries

and

good on you

again

 

no joy from pen and paper

 

oh and I’ll do some meditation

a mock

 

he trailed away

 

with you cunts

you fucking cunts

 

louder the further he got