Frill Has Gone
One
toddler in a Ramones teeshirt is cute.
See
six, and curdle in contempt
for
the market and its prey.
Someone’s
insight strikes you as fresh –
witty
and astute.
Then
you hear it again
and
again, and feel soiled
to
have been sucked in
by
some sluttish meme.
There’s
a gecko in a Brisbane beer garden.
To
me it’s novel, even thrilling,
a
pretty green little thing
quizzically
darting in and out of the foliage.
The
local I’m with says ‘oh yeah them?
Fucken
pests. Get in yer cupbobards,
gum
yer electrics. We just squash ‘em’.
The insight. Snap frozen. A dime a dozen.
ReplyDeleteyou can lose yourself
ReplyDeletein a fold of the poem
and still come out
on time