::: post apocalypso (st paul’s carnival, bs2)

ghost life from behind a door spiralled shut and beyond reach (a boy in a hole)

weekend-wanderers stop for vit supps as sun pops to clunk of scaffold drops

the luminous sift boogie shells as grifters drift over land and air

loaded on rum we fill land fill with 50 tonnes of fun

Posted in bs2 and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *