Wednesday, November 14, 2007

 

All My Friends Are Leaving Brisbane

Margaret & David are reviewing a film
It feels like they were talking to me
I feel homesick, sad and hungry
I miss my Mum & think of things I left behind
My soul and skin is starved for the sunshine and Sunday sessions
For days/nights forgotten and remembered
I miss Brisbane

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

 

It is my friend's birthday

It is your birthday soon.
We are no longer friends.

So maybe it's all over
for these two G-Town Audreys
who have sinned against
each other and themselves.

We cringe when we remember.
We sleep another night in silence.
Singing dischordant parts in a song
Where harmony doesn't matter.

Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday dear Monica.
Happy birthday to you.

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