out here

past the kangaroo tent

past the magpie toilet

through the ant infested

rubble

that calls itself

a home
nah
it's all bullshit
I don't want it

but I need it

we all

need it
But

it doesn't mean

I have to

love it
out here

inside the dead cow

museum

northeast of Beveridge

northeast of

somewhere
I sit
I drink
I look
Look at the blue sky

that tells me nothing

but home
and despite myself
I smile
but not love
never love