Bora born

Time shifter _

Time worn travel town, senses death in style
neon signs of fractured minds pass us by.
Shade pruned boulivard steals perroto's light
dissolved essence dappled shadows describe.

Uniforms of blue walk the talk, never
fear verandahs over toy shops in vogue.
Their evening stroll out of sync with the lads
from the central soon to gang rape the road.

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© sep 2008_ Nhawrr yirrpa