PREVIOUS TENANTS
Brisbane Plain
Watching headlights cross the ceiling
One more night spent
One more friend moves south
The heat is a heartless banker
yet still can’t afford it.
Sleep is frictionless
in the house but not of it.
Now that he’s alone he’s
staining his blue cotton hat
with dark continents of sweat
on scorched Sunday afternoons
He mows in a white singlet
in a back yard flat as a pitch,
the grace of an old-fashioned lawn.
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