Small post-its after oil spill

Windy

the northerlies
do not give
a fuck
for the door

Saviour

I have saved yellow
and reddish cream
paper from the recycling bin
this stormy night
and

all is well
with the world

Entry, the

I entered Wellington
by train
this time
and after the hustle died

the Libran art student dropped me
to Island bay via Massey and an A+
Frances picked me in her $2 car
with a hug and a boisterous smile

only frances could give;

away from Northland fungi

Auckland Spring Collection 2002

So I left joe’s house
when thumping angela
went crazy with the scar
on her left or was it right
breast

we never went to Wellington
just the casino where he was stopped
by a Samoan guy who winked at me
he must hate palangi

Onto Anu who did her Gemini trick
off to Manurewa through Krishna devotees
waky fought with his mormon wahine
packed to anu back to Manurewa

and the evening I finally reached
the haven called waterview
emma cried missing her Wellingtonian flatmate

Princeton

do you still have goa eyes that can see in the dark
as you did through the slum cows and hay
and charcoal fires after
sir raghu's tuitions