Poetry

Advance

29 August 2016

As I drive to you

high beams burning

under halogen haloes

I can’t help thinking

a kangaroo will jump out and

kill me

 

And I wonder if you’d realise

or just think I’m late

‘Cause I haven’t told you yet

but I think I found God

today, at the bottom of my fourth tea

(he said he’d been expecting me

I washed him down the sink)

 

The roos stand aside

and watch me float past

saluting my ascent

into the musky blue

 

I drive through the gates

bump in a pothole

slide to a halt

 

Standing there with a torch

in a crumpled white shirt

pre-heated embrace

 

You’ve been expecting me


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