Kit Kelen #1422 - everyday people

1422

everyday people

how to tell?

so gently softly catch them

always creeping up

you know them by ubiquity

wobble a bit on their way

do you suspect the ones next door?

unsure of opinion

mid-rant

mustn’t interrupt

be by being no one

they belong

so we are blessed

call them

common or garden Australians

wipe that’s-not-a-tear away

except you are a hermit

meet them every day

they come from nowhere

but can’t have been always

we must not mention that

take shots

say cheap

spare no expense

everyday people circulate

say silly things

can’t possibly mean

boy on a blue bike

girl in pink fits

there isn’t daylight in between

they don’t …

but the list’s too long

still, it’s how you’d tell them from

threw rubbish from the windows once

now they clean it up

no chamber pots

or explanation needed

man on the street

and woman in the kitchen

they salt the earth over shoulder

where angel devil are

on a bushfire breeze you find them

good eggs

caught in a rip

will sometimes drown

if Hughie deigns to send it down

do they have a colour these?

are we game to tell?

so quiet

whisper murder

no one would ever guess

everyday people

have survived so far

with pointless incivility

they finish sentences for you

watch them voting

won’t take long

they do it with their feet

they’re swingers

and must be marginal to care

unslick

everyday people won’t be gainsaid

they are passing through

ah memories!

Coles and Woollies, pepsi coke

you just cannot predict

everyday people camp out on the tiles

clutch tickets

do a bender

fight your fires

put out the trash

they could be American

who’d ever know?

quiet sly they are

like snipers

before you even notice

give you the shirt off your own back

wax from their ears

that’s to remind you

statistically they go to prison

only for a crime

many more for live export

hear them sing

see flags to wave

off in a van around the country

two chairs, four burners

it all folds away

put them on the map

still? they won’t sit still for a selfie

you can’t sign up for this

once they were unwashed

carried fleas as well

plague on both houses

set the street alight

with Christmas

it’s LED today

but my people right or wrong

unwitting always

or I mean forever and a day

they are

a journalist observes

how your politician bows

to make the graven

image in a mirror

everyday people

with us like the poor

and love a cash surprise

are fastened to the public teat

don’t you nanny everyday people

it’s what heaven’s for

how their wisdom falls in gems

like entrails of an oracle

they belong

so we are blessed

they are the unknown trick

cenotaph’s all over the shop

head on a penny

salute the king

love a way back when

everyday people are so quiet

you could hear the market drop

often invade other countries

but only when might is right

pay taxes once in a blue moon

grudgingly they take their gift

beyond entitled

it’s very quiet

they were never on the dole

not me

and never washed ashore

soon superannuated

that word’s much too long

can they spell?

do they know the wind blows?

not my cup of tea, some say

and so consign to hell

how they love to dig

they’re deep

close to God

do mysteries

dogs are walking them

tails wag the dogs

fleas with batons bounce along

everyone’s a microbe now

do laps with bat

and everyday people

because they can

always lick their balls

sniff yours

fences love good neighbours

don’t you call them bigots

how can the everyday be?

mustn’t take them for dummies

lob avacados at them

and everyday people explode

in a gender neutral way of course

the customer is always right

some tribes will have carried fire

others are pursued