beyond our back fence
the greys of empty warehouses
inside our yard
garden pollinators
throw spring parties
dismal day —
container yards
block the sun
as asbestos fragments float
across an agapanthus parking lot
Tottenham station —
I play the sheet music
written by pigeons
on overhead wires
the songs of daydreams
inside the zendo
the buzzing flies
moving fast
in and out
of my mind
— West Footscray, VIC