tropical skimming

By | 12 August 2025

from what I can remember gleaning
it was a gas pipe issue

& I’ve already let reception know

considering this errant thong atop a recycling bin

I treat the surface of the poem like
it were the fresh water and I
the smooth stone heading t’ward
a crocodile’s beady eye

as strangler figs are stagflating the old growth
leaves fucking everywhere gathered
expectantly like workers around a picket
protesting seasons

four in a day? try two in a year!
as compensation we’re offered
expired beers & crocodile tears

how you gon’ be mad on vacation?
the stereo asks the restaurant’s other guests

was it kanye or keynes who said
to take a day off because automation
won’t do it for you?

only that’s politically incorrect
& I check my emails as a dirty joke

like a golf club to a cane toad
like a cassowary to a main road

when I find the room doesn’t have wifi
I lock the doors & stay up to watch the towels dry
on the bathroom floor

(they don’t)

so we all go on strike
like the golden orb by the front counter
who stops spinning webs
to peer inside a XXXX gold

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