I can imagine a present when we are all
bartending our way to disillusion
Did I hear Anthony Albanese say
‘We must all be united’ on Australia Day!
Like he had no furtive stand; and we believe
in hipswayers. Ask the Jew or the Muslim?
Because the Liberals (Coalition) are rivalling the deadwood
on the Murray! So let Labor have a third term!
We have our intellect not even in our shoes!
Otherwise, we would all be anarchistic in our fists!
Jashmina, can a government win its terms on
foundations of deceit? Did I use my gun against
my poor Dad and deny him his chance, because
he was being violently eaten up by your creep of a Dada? So,
of course, Albanese had his misbegotten sway? Twice,
as if enough that the sun set as well! You can tell
your Dada does not want to be the fish he is, and
he’d rather cast you in the net; so, I should be trapped in it too!
And how with all my secrets divulged, can the habitat of truth
survive from the onslaught of evil enemies?
And should Albanese or Jim Chalmers take Leo-Capricorn
That I should care, or do you? I am just too livid in my patience, that’s all
You know there is many a pussy hiding behind someone else’s skirt
You may condone it, but I surely don’t!
Can I have not even my Dad or Mum, thanks to your villainous Dada?
That you are so immensely afraid, so I shouldn’t venture
to ask Fate for any Fortune, even immaterial love.
And everyone, of course, must serve your fanciful Dada,
not wisdom or ethics or morals! Not righteousness
or justice! And I should sweat to bring the order of the day;
only to have it taken by your infernal Dada, so to cause
disorder recklessly, when every gain is lost. And so, when my
disgust fills me to my nose, that I decompose, should you that
have chosen(?) Is that your love for me? Or should I destroy
you all and your flaccid fear. And question your non-existent courage, in particular?
Because I can’t stand my impotence anymore from loving you so self-destructively!