Wednesday 11 November 2015

What comes of a few hours with friiends

Drinks with friends
what may come. Even at the bitter end
For some, a sweet early morning kiss
A succulent familiar risk
For others, an innocent shake of the hand
"We will see each other when ever we can."
For now we say good bye
and close our weary eyes
For now the party is over
I put my bag over my shoulder
For others still
a beginning of writing wills
Long winded and pointed accountancy
about how much money will be
forth coming in to his hands
For he had to pay for petrol
and that is not cheap
He loses money, he says
every time he comes here
and CentreLink has lowered his pay
by three hundred dollars
.

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