112 tram North Fitzroy to city

Lost in a puddle
autumn rain and autumn leaves
Edinburgh gardens
goalposts barely held by gravity
Seagulls strut a patch of sun
‘council flats’
Dusty shoe tram boy reads poetry
- whose?

Trees burst from midget yards
Clouds on strings
Spiderman crouched on busstop
Poet rusts on plinth
Holden FJ ute in Brunswick street
drop dead beautiful
Jungular graffiti brilliant walls
Marquis de Sade
flogs leatherware

Labour in Vain
pub patrons well employed drinking
Over a forgetful shop
fossil tinsel
Marios
local heros make food
Central Hall
the ol’ TF Much Ballroom
True Blue Shoes
I wonder?
Tree stencilled on wall
with ghost koala
Persistence of possums

City Square
ghost of Vault ‘Yellow Peril’ II
Shops too full of objects
my imagination’s already full
Free:
Banksy’s rats and Little Diver

Still lost - Burke & Wills
stuck on
Collins & Swanston

idiots are everywhere

Follow the title to the story in The Age last December. Apparently certain anon sees his nothing silver vomit as better to look at that Bansky's Little Diver was. He slopped his paint all down the back of this iconic street art's protective backing. If I wasn't a pretend Buddhist I would say I hope he departs us soon to rort in hell instead. It's a sad, sick world my friends. *Sigh*

Dorothy Porter reading and celebration, Collected Works

Alan Didak all is forgiven

this is how you did it
kicked out their rusted-on disdain
shot your 85 kilos ballward like a foxy out a cannon
cut the herd whip hips a freak machine the wiring
foottobraintohandtoeye ecstatic
and the nanosecond prethink reaction swing 360 3D
a blast

whelped in black and white
kicks like a circus
dog heart
the rhino-fuel joyride
with pumpaction angel
of obfuscation
headdown ghostrider death set
of assignations
mystery man midnight shaker
all forgiven
all is forgiven
thy name is Alan Didak
hallowed be thy name