New Years Coburg 2002/2003
Rupert da Costa e Silva
Ten,
Parsley curtains my window from the outside
Furry orange fabric frames it from the inside
Red satin sheets flow across half of the floor
Wearing a white netted slit-bell shaped wig
They hoot so much fuss over tonight
The losing of ten sung numerals
Nine,
Hitting some key from three to two
Did I throw a birthday party for the Queen?
Did I put so many mirrors around this room just to be looked at?
Knobs that never turn or open
Jamming up on cheap fizzy piss
Eight,
It’s so much fun to count down to one
The alphabet is even better with twenty-six
Perhaps find some easy words to spell
Shadows of footsteps I don’t like behind the light
Hunk of wood on hinges firmly closed to keep me
Seven,
My four rented partitions between loneliness and solitude
The Coburg Greek and Italian boys cradled in goofy cars
Round the block they round the corner of another block
Shaking my partitions to remind me I am here alone
Six,
I loathe our transparent traditions
Excuses to mingle and mix
Booze with bad company
What comes next?
Me rained upon in vinegar
Between two vacant parks
And a train station in Coburg
Five,
Hands are hot
Possibly melting this pen
Want to dry wretch
One bird tweets to the ache
Of my lower wisdom tooth
Four,
Breath stinks
Rotting gums paint
Toothbrush red
This is my life
The rest left over in my head
Three,
Nothing new about this year
I carry suitcases full of panic
Over the border of seconds
Two,
Each jaw dropped shouting
A faint rustle of joy beyond my ears
Joy isn’t a name to call these inanimate children
Of my mood
I’m slumped amongst them
Thinking of from now on caring only for number
One…
Rupert da Costa e Silva is a writer who writes in Melbourne Australia. He says he has had numerous works published on websites like Clean Sheets, Bohemian Rag,
Cliterature, and Mind Caviar. He also writes plays and screenplays. He says he is launching a spoken word cd "Beside the Point" at the
end of this year. Visit his website, http://www.beam.to/sadaudisquid for more poetry and some Portuguese recipes...
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