I like the turn of the final 2 lines, especially, Chris.
Doug
On 2012-07-31, at 8:56 PM, chris Jones wrote:
> And in the morning:
>
> In the local village supermarket store
> the radio plays an electronic remix
> of Johnny are you queer
>
> Late 20th century disco hit
> Costello's late night boy bar
> Kellet Street/ Kings Cross
> we ate breakfast at Tiffany's
>
> and went home/ where ever that was
> his father frowns at me in his bed
> too young to screw around; he says
> after a night together in the boy bar
> streets of late 70s inner city Sydney
>
> crusades for our rights/ too young he says
> to want human rights as I lay awake in his bed
> and his father pokes his head through the door
> he is jealous he says on awakening/ has a hangover
> was he too young/ was I too young/ I should
> be dead. He may be is.
>
> And those lines last night/ still white powder
> in the plastic pouch/ at the next stop we
> shoot smack to bring us down and in the
> afternoon his father pokes his head in the door
> and awake in his bed I see his wink:
>
> was that disapproval.
>
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