From the Big Durian to the Australian Burbs

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My brain wanders, looking for direction

Where ojeks once darted passed the Hello Misters of children,

The streets are silent and the pubs are full.

My lungs rejoice.

My liver braces.

My heart slumps.

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3 Responses to “From the Big Durian to the Australian Burbs”

  1. Bellesbits Says:

    I dread this day.

  2. Lucy Says:

    But what beautiful poetry has come out of your sadness.

  3. dharmannisa Says:

    i miss you

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