leave a row for darren
Submitted by antipoet on Tue, 28/07/2015 - 09:29
crawl outta the swag at 530am
rummage for your boots
in the dewy mundaring dark
drag yourself to the ute
up the great eastern
off gorrie road, an eye to for roos
in the misty grey
we’re at the tree dump in the breaking light
loading a 100 boxes of radiata
fried bacon on a slice of white bread
ice on the box plastic
fingers like frozen rocks
then its a load up the bucket
heel two three drop
heel two three drop
up and back, across the paddock
smashing rows on rows on rows
