Baby Winston is cycling the coast
kicking up winds and storms in a fury
in the darkness the rubbish smells worse
my hand poking into the unknown
rearranging recycled and non-
cane toads hop across the wet road
trees are dripping great drops
as I lift another bin lid
the seasons are not in their cycles
the wet has been all dry until today
Below: Big Brother Winston:
https://s.yimg.com/dh/ap/default/160219/cyclone_winston_pictures_weather_map.jpg
kicking up winds and storms in a fury
in the darkness the rubbish smells worse
my hand poking into the unknown
rearranging recycled and non-
cane toads hop across the wet road
trees are dripping great drops
as I lift another bin lid
the seasons are not in their cycles
the wet has been all dry until today
Below: Big Brother Winston:
https://s.yimg.com/dh/ap/default/160219/cyclone_winston_pictures_weather_map.jpg
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