Harry Reid



my street gets a haircut

my street is a Gemini & tears itself up every night # my street decides against the Westgate gets cocky drives stick up the Hume # my street avoids metaphor # my street calls the council every morning & complains …

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anyone w a treble clef tattoo is bad news

when did melbourne get so northcote in the backyard a greyhound rolls itself despite m intentions – for a while i thought it best just let it all wash over m like a half-drunk lifeguard then i hear gareth tellin …

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