Haiku Series: ‘Summer in Brunswick’
Last dregs of summer,
Scorching soles, shrivelling souls,
Reeking rot of roadkill.
Buzzing flies, shattered eyes,
Float to the top of my cup,
Melting into froth.
Pit stains on the train,
Bogan sweat seeping down my spine,
Eskies and Stubbies.
ICE CREAM! sluuurp, drip, drip,
Peeling sunburn and chafing thighs,
Stale air, blinding glare.
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Doesn’t sound like the best summer ever!! I went to the opposite season for mine. 🙂
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Great flow
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