MICHAEL FARRELL
ORCHARD SOLILOQUY
they never die so close to the
attacks & red faces one always wants
we couldve been spurred to there were
the oldest do the killing & noone
might be a trap set look out
& peace is an unwanted goal they
skin & cutting up of in the
the pine or ferns for a better
river will it rain or does the
the constant meat & tea & the
fence or incest taboo the noise enough
here however dry the mouth makes its
pears big & red are a sign
attacks & red faces one always wants
all we couldve been spurred to there
the youngest carry a stick but the
where there might be a trap set
into the blood & badness goes accepted
money than we know & of seeing
& wisteria which are you heading for
the cars that come up from the
fence the teatree must remain the past
in & the bulls see red where
be exiled for any damage to fence
dry the mouth makes its
red are a sign of
than the other & weve
were no carrots though there
the oldest do the killing
natures when they lose a
badness goes accepted by the men &
than we know & of seeing beyond
the pine or ferns for a better
check the fence the teatree must remain
bulls see red where the pears are
or incest taboo the noise enough to
nothing but what would toughen here however
house & health & im involved living with their arguments &
to be higher taken their example & broken it well never
be were places paradises by other names even ever yet tears
were shed & crowbars raised you never know they lose their
foot & fears transcended guilt was married probably think more of
the low house the choko look at the chimney & the
mistletoe for smoke herald ruin practise axing wattle between cows are
green & so they must wear ropes & crack an egg
or kill whats in the shell theres own red juice