Bora born

Beat box _  

Clip thud, tic thud
footsteps pass by
lights change, red green
re-arrange eyes.

Move to, pass through
yellow pulsing light
sound effects, so
direct tonight.

Bodies move, in
the groove they go
feeling fed, on
talking heads show.

Holding maps, they
chat, oh! which way
over there, they
agree, I say!



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© nov 2004 _ Nhawrr yirrpa  


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