a poem for adelaide
we were bigger then
staring down at the world
served millionairs' bars
and hot milky tea for breakfast
by long legged brunets
in ruffled uniforms and heels
speculating the odds
of one terrorist related to another
holding back laughter
at unhappy weddings
and spitting out seeds
at the local merchants' stands
all the while taking for granted
our uniquely granted positions
angels abreast mountain tops
turned to rocks and dust and coral
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