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Reeling

by
Carmel Summers

Crimson rosellas squawk and feed and soar

Against a sky so blue it sucks you in

Your head reels from infinities of space

While dust congeals in corners of your room

 

Against a sky so blue it sucks you in

You press your face up hard against the glass

Let dust congeal in corners of your room

Midst shouting from the news that will not stop

 

You press your face up hard against the glass

A seething shroud of dense photinia leaves

And shouting from the news that will not stop

Statistics that have never seemed so stark

 

A seething shroud of dense photinia leaves

The barrier between my house and yours

Statistics that have never seemed so stark, yet

Crimson rosellas squawk and feed and soar