States of Poetry 2016 - South Australia | 'Temper' by Jill Jones

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States of Poetry South Australia - Series One

States of Poetry 2016 - South Australia | 'Temper' by Jill Jones

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States of Poetry South Australia - Series One

They say morning's temper
binds you to this world
of taking. As if the air said,
all you need is to scram
or laugh. If it's real payback,
why try to earn it.
There are better things to do
with your shoes.
This is no mystery.
Movement chafes expectancy
till it hurts and hackles.
It's a pissing contest,
round that hew
the hours hand you.
You can't whimper.
This, also, isn't a mystery.
It's half way day.
The dog's at the fence.

 

Jill Jones

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