Iım making a plot making it up as I go like a line
from the basement in Barrack with the chemical itch of my new shiny hair
into the taxi bending under and across flyovers and up Bridge to Parramatta
then thereıs the first big turn
and another at Strathfield Car Radio - later I canıt help chugging that Turn
Up Your Radio riff - and we angle over the speed humps up Kingston and
Liberty to the lights
and all the right left right left so we can squeeze down the narrow gulfs of
Illawarra and straight through Wog Cityıs hustle and maul and doof-doof
across Marrickville
past the neon club past the station
into the street where I got rolled and the kid in the red t-shirt dodging
the dark, it looks like him, and taxi gets me there under the lights of Ruby
with little change of twenty
and ducking through the door into nostalgia TV
as though Iım still making up those lines of the songs and one day ... Iıll
be goneı with my taxi eyes and peroxide nights singing I am The Real Thingı
as though the past was a plot, as though you were there once, and believed
10.10 pm (the smile on the clock face)
Sydney Australia
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Jill Jones
50 Ruby Street
Marrickville NSW 2204
AUSTRALIA
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