Gay Cruising Areas Mornington Peninsula

Luba (1988)

Strange unaccustomed
the time I was born.
not exercise more Strange
craft newcomer.

Pizarnik

I took his inheritance
age
bankrupt sad abandonment trades

their dead

II

more drunk and more alone suffering
travel distances incomplete
not resist another street
his fist burning home exhausted



III
corridors dialog
day following memory
am


IV
almost stops time in that house
naming
quietly bit by a moan of gases
a difficult morning


V
the long border and crossed naked

that his memory
homeland

late night

VI
not speak of the first windows to bare his fatigue


for it is all rubble
chosen time


VII
change of shade
to force me to have an inheritance
that is only part of the body times

always trying to piggyback one second sleepless

stay elsewhere


VIII changed
a border village girls hiding

desire in their long skirts

a little shade a little scary


and Luba trapped in a beautiful portrait
single



forever

IX came from far


dragged his eyes leak and losing fur


X
looking
time that the land belonged to

carried away by a lip another
surprised at his eternity


XI hits

looks and cries


painful wounds moist space to breathe


XII
up the old chandelier

repeating the prayers of our parties most feared

sinks on his forehead
the bitter shame of having been a strange site
wall of glory
ash



XIII
understand that this insomnia
invented across the world

those houses back waiting for another death who do not support


XIV
arrested in doors
fearsome
expected a letter challenging his eternity




XV
try to remember tonight


shadows fall will open the clutter in the bite of his birds will be happy


sorry


XVI
hurt this desire mourning dawn

feather picking in courtyards outside


desire to be her seventeenth




anywhere near or on my tongue
consummate the sins of their history

do to force me to dwell
where no one goes and I

monitors an eyelid
a mountain of salt
woman


XVIII
scares me Bloodwood
frightening spirits

unspeakable sentence of memory



membership
XIX
their officiant am Prowler Saturday

fire is not afraid or cry
travel

walk along shaded roofs
nightmares can not stop my word I'm

of scar scar
looking for something that hurts us


XX
portraits in my flesh
pursue some of that age we used discrete
seem all fine


the only spot left by the desire

used to support any war in the most terrible
most beloved



XXI
sound far
father's footsteps that he saw her lying back

ocean for not attending
to fatal drunken


XXII
approached me

painful tongue amassed a speech to foreign ports
abandoned houses on the edge of the sensed



XXIII is a site tied to his flesh trembling
site
and women happy where anything reminds




XXIV assists
Luba to stop what I am


roots again suffers