storm-and-balloons in porirua

the winds howl with the vengeance of a black dark tyger roaring towards
no from
titahi bay

the black gown flies and graduates feel the lack of heat
the book gallery is a solace
and in the far corner
(though i need those 1.5 for nears)

in the far corner
is the creamy, dusty greenish blue sky
and a red hill and red land lined with huts you can't even see
scratched on brown wood are their dreams

as they hold two afakasis
in dirt brown cream blankets
and canvas that looks like ancient tradition
holds them as they hold their whanau

the little denim clothes
hang on