Items or Less -29/08/2013

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I am the over-entitled child screaming so loud

about what he doesn't want you can hear it

from the other end of the supermarket

Slap me.

I am the special flagging itself half an aisle away

promising to save you, 

something,
that you end up looking back and forth

on the price per quantity for before realising

I won't save you,

anything,

Discount me.

I am the one thing you went there to get

then forgot to get and got a bunch of other crap instead

Resent me now, with your forgotten green-bags
for making you go there.

But I know that you still need me.

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-Peace.

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Throwaway -26/08/2013

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the truck driver is baffled

by how intensely I stare

at the side of his garbage truck

collecting bins

see I'm still young enough to think

no matter how mundane a thing it is

they're made to do,

having these massive robot arms

on the side of a vehicle is

just

so

fucking

cool.

___________

-Peace

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Stopping -26/08/2013

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the giant coffee ordered

to get the EFTpos minimum,

that you burn your tongue on

trying to finish

before the bus comes

and still ends up 

being thrown away 

over half full... 

this understanding

can be applied to all things human.

_____________________________

-Peace

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Carriage -(redux) 26/08/2013

..

leaving with a tomato juice, like a big one

overflow of dirty clothes
from a cheap bag
stitching already strained
sweat stained cynicism
collars like the hug
that has agreed
to disagree with me
here

mostly empty carriage
waiting for doors to close
on our old shared sights
snatched back by a greedy past
while my phone loses charge

this was a backwards place
to get back to
transport terrible
quiet carriage announcement
echoing other half of an us:

I was up here
to make sure
you were no longer

train also leaving soon
maybe not soon
enough we learned
about each other
for crossfires to cancel out
the difference
split it
is with-
out you

a mostly empty carriage
window scratched graff
past sunset and nothing seen
out but black-
bars fade fast
and no way to plug in

goodbye Brisbane
the place you had with me
is gone


and won't be coming back.

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hmm, I keep playing with this, oscillating between making it more and less opaque in the story. Definite work in progress this one.

-Peace

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Swear if I hear one more "something is LIKE something..." -14/08/2013

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Mommy...

why do all the slam poets

sound like all the slam poets?

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-Peace.

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So there -1/08/2013

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She's in my life

got her exactly where I want her

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-Peace

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