we sat this morning on a
porch blue
as buddha's robe
underneath our arses
cats tinkered in the dustiness
between the slats and earth
summer bringing lizards
white sheets dragging
on the long grass
malabar greens in pots
grow desultory
wishing
for a boat to sri lanka
a govt in canberra
who wouldn't care if
only they restricted
themselves
to planes
get that cat out from under me
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