A Day

By | 1 December 2009

A broody Medusa eye.
Sulphur-crested cockatoos
Turn like boomerangs on ochreous air.

Fat African cats,
The clouds stretch and gloat.
In the gods

A Devil's honing
Her stone

My skeleton
Curves. Planetary moons
Dazzle mercurial seas,

White swimming horses drown,
And I taste, with a pang,
A life as bare as Shark Bay's manatees.

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