You are this great sub­urban beauty.
The cul­min­a­tion of such determ­ined
demo­cratic con­ges­tion.
The impossible ascen­sion
to cul­tural digres­sion.
Pro­hib­ited depres­sion and repres­sion
of ances­tral ima­gin­a­tion.
Animal dis­guised diges­tion
of the land envir­on­ment.
With cars roads paths cement.
Map­ping out our chro­mo­somal hab­it­ats.
Carving out of ground – proud, loud with sound
and ideas inher­ited and found -
our ego’s content.


–New­castle 2010

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