Bush
Shitters
for
Rod Dark
the valley which had once been verdant
full now of air beds beach umbrellas
portable fans naked buttocks
tensing
for peak tautness on Instagram
a wrack of scented massage whole earth
flotsam nudged the creek edge
crushed tent-aluminium now
something angular
faintly smutty
the bad thing in the wood shed
squat
beside middens of bog roll
and soup cans you can shit
where you eat if you only
eat Nutella
I’ve suddenly gone off Nutella
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