Kelly Poole

Renovations sonnet

 

‘its okay cos i only eat RSPCA
approved chicken flesh’ I overheard
the taste of Woolworths sliding
between hands, under the skin
of it always, ‘one cunt farked slam dunk
thickshake’ (is that line right? or will
the sky drop-duck with Farmhouse
Gold’s traditional wholesome milk, the
texture of a question no poem can awake
in its search for something beyond
a few evenly mowed blades of grass
in the Chancellor’s Garden, an Ibis
picking at the plastic of a MaxiBon
dreaming the sound of a burn-out

 

 

 

 

Kelly Poole grew up in the Western Suburbs of Sydney but currently lives in Wollongong.

 

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