Harmony has been found in the recruitment
We lay paths and drives in
Long overdue rains, the politician
Doesn't interest me, doesn't
Interest the river group either
The easy captains exhaust me
Exhaust me in the scramble for
A holding position...
A number withheld...
In the collecting and the storing of receipts...
I am one inch away from falling masonry
I am propped up on timber and
Stiffness while this
Neighbourhood begins to lose control once more
I want/need to be careful
I could have thwacked the
Creative who laughed at my
Hair and clothes
A wearer of the new strip
A bitch with a batch of butch types
In league and planning to invade
This habitat and
Sap my voltage and my
Every regret