Hairy Panic
Glandular
like fervour, the rutting strut found
in
abundance, given permission to flourish.
Seedhead
blown
into
gates and
grounds of houses in
Wangaratta mounds
of
straw coloured grasses, dry moving,
quick
like
breath across glass stir
into cracks and crevasses,
swallow
up window space of the
new development
in
town.
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