Thursday, January 1, 2009

my brain is a pond

my brain isn't a freshwater river
my brain is a pond during the drought
people throw their macca's wrappers and Big M's and spit in there
no fresh water flows in the pond
the fountains turned off
the fresh water river flows and the water glides over rocks
its clear and it's filled with fish
and the plants dangle their roots in it
the water goes all the way to the ocean
my pond brain is held together by brick and concrete
skanky stagnant water, the ducks make do
because occasionally a bloke sprinkles tip top white bread in the mix

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