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Mark Young – One Thousand & One, Two Thousand & Two

Mark Young
One Thousand & One, Two Thousand & Two

I get strung out writing
didactic poems.  They
swallow me up, & I never
seem able to achieve
resolution.  The new year
is half-way over before I
realise it.  By the time
I work out if the smoke
comes from fireworks or
bushfires the rainy season
has begun.  The lightning
that punctuates it frightens
me, but I manage to calm
myself by counting the
number of seconds it takes
for the thunder to arrive.

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