and moinie created everything

with it so that life’s blood

was made ‘water’ so to travel

through everything and bond it

–	‘water’ Jim Everett – puralia meenamatta



treading thought

surfeiting

is it not maybe just the

relative staying power

of our metaphors:

our water’s

estranged

pointing out his mother’s land

a dispute simmering

sometime down the scarp

I know water only as water, and blood as water only

the paper on Aboriginal traditional conservation

said ‘waterscapes’

you thought: choked, friable outposts

i.e the same constancy as blood real blood

cutting my feet up on the track

I mean

my mother also conferred disjunction

on her family –

it is a land dispute, too