A day in the life of a poet in 21st Century Australia.

limestone life 

each minute
rolls down
from the roof
of your sub
conscious
with glacial
slowness
stultifying
slomo tumble
accreting
minute minerals
overtaking its
predecessors
with precise
finality
bundling
at the bottom
where after
ponderous
uncertainty
allows itself
to fall
dripping
away to
the cave
floor

& so passes another stalactital 60 seconds
in the two hours agony that is … Job Club

even writing this poem has only added
another 18 minutes to my timesheet