Hanging above me

Hanging above me
and pretending to be dead
while I brush my teeth

Can’t let go of you

Can’t let go of you
bottled like a model ship
my watery friend

Friday night challenge

Friday night challenge
to stay awake for longer
than my brood of kids

Woke with a headache

Woke with a headache
but I did not drink last night
and now ask why not

The rotting gum leaves

The rotting gum leaves
make a menthol compost smell
Brings to mind the coast

Lights are on outside

Lights are on outside
on both sides of my home they
project leaves inside

Neighbour’s motorbike

Neighbour’s motorbike
changes gears with little revs
up the sleeping street

History’s a host

History’s a host
ideas are like viruses
living on past us

Voices through window

Voices through window
overlap each other with
Italian speech

An unseen forest

An unseen forest
is not an analogy
when there are no trees

Mint and ginger tea

Mint and ginger tea
tastes a bit medicinal
good for whatever

Look up from below

Look up from below
and see each breath rise to break
out of the bubble

Time is uneven

Time is uneven
passing slow underwater
and fast before bed

That point when a sound

That point when a sound
disappears from the foreground
and becomes background

The squashed tortoise shell

The squashed tortoise shell
a bump under black rubber
is all that remains

It's a new record

It's a new record
46.1 degrees
is my hottest day

Defamatory

Defamatory
is the suggestion I am
defamatory

The hellish wind sounds

The hellish wind sounds
like a convection oven
cooking the landscape

Afternoon fatigue

Afternoon fatigue
makes me wish for siestas
instead of coffees

They say they’re open

They say they’re open
or open-hearted yet they
don’t make eye contact

She smiles and tells me

She smiles and tells me
“You know that you put the dick
in ridiculous?”

She will step outside

She will step outside
first thing in the morning to
squash snails and drink tea

The birthday party

The birthday party
looks like it will be rained on
but they'll still have cake

Sunrise again and

Sunrise again and
the chorus of birdsong is
nature’s alarm clock

That intuition

That intuition
to be somewhere at some time
that can't be explained

Photo credit

A chill has returned

A chill has returned
to the early morning air
ahead of warm days

My son inspires me

My son inspires me
with his positivity
and effusive praise

You sound glum. Hope I

"You sound glum. Hope I
rubbed some enthusiasm
off on you," he said.

I will unsubscribe

I will unsubscribe
from all the useless emails
that waste time each day

As the butcher talks

As the butcher talks
he will look from eye to eye
to see if you flinch