the cockies I’ve been waiting for….

when i close my eyes

i can almost believe that

im surrounded by grassland

and wire, strained taut

to keep the rams in and

paddocks of whispering ears

of non-gm wheat

that feed the country.

as those raucous

white birds

with erect crests of yellow

screeching warnings of change

fly over head

i close my eyes

just so i can dream.

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