Like a walking footnote to amuse or
a laugh going backwards up the arms
silly ideas slip into the mud aided
by a well timed combination of kicks
& punches. We invent the fruit salad
quiche only to eat it. Dammit, writing
another standard letter — this creating
records of records as fruitless as it
seems, keeps the world working. But I have
drifted with my gaze to the glare of an
afternoon hotel & cheerful children
drinking in the sun, after school.
SK Kelen, is an Australian poet and educator.
