Kerri Shying R # 475 I am the inside-outside electric I'm a moment's notice ( For Roberta P)

For Roberta P

flapping washing  in the cold blue sky   the magpie yard

of fruit trees    eucalypts    three walls  of theatre sets  the

other people’s sheds   all   triangular rooflines   and corrugated

metal      fiberglass  just veiling    doppleganger shadows 

planting     mending     tinkering    power points on porches

I am the inside-outside   electric    I’m a moment’s notice

ready  for the multi-culture   of my herbed kebab   my

flayed Moroccan chicken   and  vege snags   felafel 

I make hommos   you’d think you died and went to heaven

the end Endeavour  left us     just to be precise    how nice

if it were   pick and mix   in afterlives  as well