2014/03/28

Dawn To Dusk

As a Supermarket Superintendent
Sallows through the streetlight
Some Saturday morning
Shoppers shuffle themselves

First one gets out of bed
Then another and another, a dozen, a hundred
Thousands and thousands
They eat their weeties like locusts
The blowdriers and TV talkshows
Humming like wings
Then one goes to bed — another and another
A dozen, a hundred
Thousands and thousands
Their sheets and blankets and doors rippling
The city like wind
And way way out in the night sky
A tiny little star
Pleads
Oh buy me !


Snoop Bilby, aka Daniel Oxenburgh (Western Australia)

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