My therapist wants to know if i was breastfed

I have a short attention span and get bored easily
My Mum yells abuse   at me as i’m leaving

for work   One morning   i move out and live
in Granville   I cover my balcony with plastic grass

Two pigeons make their nest there   green
& purple like oil on wet asphalt   I have

a short attention span   She lays two eggs
behind the milk crates   I hold them in my palm like

coins   I put them back   South Street on Sundays
is a tunnel of chicken smoke   Road rules are optional

Cars smash like eggshells   His red eyes are goji berries
He puffs himself up with popcorn & cigarettes

When i stand up too fast   he vanishes in a puff
of smoke   They gather twigs & shit   everywhere

they stay   Because   it is a Safe Place   i live in
Granville and my barber is probably a drug front

So is that juice place no one ever goes to
At night the stray cats snarl & rip at each other

Making love sounds   a lot like a catfight
I have a short attention span but some things

i remember all the time like   I’m two years old
on the kitchen counter at my parents’ house

and my Mum says You know your Daddy & i 

love you very much   I’m twenty-three now and

there’s so much i don’t know   I try to say Love
and say Loud instead   try to say Mum say Mad

instead   try to say Mum say Mouth instead and it
swallows me whole   Family comes out Felony

Safe comes out Scathe   Dad comes out Dead
This pigeon is a Big Man   My Dad is more pigeon

than man   Mum raises her voice and he vanishes
in a puff of smoke   drives a white van around Sydney

gridlock like an egg stuffed between milk crates
She gathers coins for her empty nest   I grow

old and walk around with fists full of twigs
& broken eggshells   I slot my hands in

my pockets like coins   I don’t know what to do
with them   I have four parents   Three of them

are pigeons   Two are roosting on my balcony
One is a stray cat   At night i lock my doors &

windows   Some things i can block out but others
i remember all the time like   My first word

was Car   not   Mum or Dad