You never tire of the sky,caught within the frame and sash,spun sugar, your tongue can almost tastebefore it melts away.
You bask in brushstrokesmilky blue,where white fire congealsinto shaggy buffalo and swans.
Mornings are paleto match the tint of these four wallsand you imagine you’re afloatin a bedroom built of sky.
We wheel you through floral gardens,but your camera’s pointed up.Your album all blue and white.
When lightning ruptures mackerel skyyou can not turn awaybut watch as spears of wetglance off the glass.
You plunge with themto permeatelayer by layer, the dark.
Visitors carry the windwafting out of pockets.They are a jumble of colour and chatter.But your eyes slide to the crimped striations of grey.
In the mirrored black, tonight,lie a few pricks of light and the thin moonof your pillowed cheekwells upward.
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South Bank, Campus – Griffith University
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South Bank Campus, Griffith University
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