lust pure lust

beyond persuasion

beyond ego beyond gender

kids are a trip

& a vicious skipping rope

drowned geoff in two inches of water

somewhere up in th blue mountains

geoff

last to take off his undies at nimbin

waylaid by smack

held up by suicide

I chased him to th railway bridge

d own past th R.E.

he told me to fuck off or he’d smash me

once he was good & angry at me

I left him

he drove my car down th steepest hill in brisbane

cracked a concrete post, this ex-major watering his lawn comes over to get geoff

out of th mangled wreck, geoff tells him

‘fuck off’

‘it’s all blue in here’ he tells us

in his blue hospital pyjamas

we we re on magic mushrooms

next bed this old guy is examining his cock

his mother tells him sharply

‘put it away’

my lovely terri who took my brother to bed

after long intimate draws at chess

had her arms around a suicide

angel to him devil to me

in th next room unable to sleep

I think of how terri fell out of her dress

me at my typewriter staring out th window

then turning to her

buttons flying

h ow about a fuck she said

couldn’t we go out first he said

movies she said

but I want to talk he said

about previous sexual experience she asked

I’m clean he said

how come he’s so sure she thought

I’m a widower he said

are you still in love she said

he took her to bed
are you going to move in with me & my five kids or what she said you’re kidding he said

yeah but you panicked she said

I like it just here he said

stamp-collector she said