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How to start such a week as this, as any?

 

A truly terrible way to start the working week. Why did I do it? Research the marches sweeping the cities of the world, but of course no one seems to know where the money is coming from? I guess accountancy is good like that, if you’re a fascist billionaire or network of billionaires. Divide the people, necessitating authoritarian governments to maintain order and your security forces and weapons and news outlets. Blah blah, as Joan of Arc, sorry St Greta says. Still, what a waste of a beautiful day. All that was achieved was that I am now miserable, which is no doubt precisely what the plot has been all along – to sew atomised discontent amongst the people. We amplify the threat and diminish the good. This is the definition of a production line of tragedies, where is Aristophanes when you need him? Why aren’t the production houses allowing comedies? This is also a question, is it? I understand the current love of instrumental music. A break from words, because the current words are bad.

So,

How

To

Inject

Some

Humour

&

Keep

Humanity

Breathing

Oxygen?


…?

 

Yellow with stripes on it

Like a trip hazard

Like an icypole

Yunno kids still love frozen sugary drinks

 

I dearly love frozen things on a hot day

For all the horrors

Of the dispossession

The white man brought the freezer

Good in a hot summer climate

I wanna get out into the bush soon

I will

The bush is healing

Kev Carmody’s butterknife slide guitar boogie

Who would’ve thunk that

Some of his best recent work is his instrumentals?

Capturing the humour

In the dreaming

In country?

A

Bit

Like

The sound of Music

&

The absurd little bird

Coming out to say

Cuckoo.

My dearly departed friend Mikey

Taught me a depth of love

Of our birds

& their                                                                             people

 

Birds are great fun

He called King Parrots

Twinkle Discs

As in a Japanese mini disc

Which

Joked

“It thinks it’s better than

It is”

 

Maybe like the birds

We need to feel pretty

And rejoice in our gift of

Song

&

Flights

Of

Fancy?


Cu

Ckoo!

 

                                                                                   ©Malachi Doyle 2021.




 

 

 

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