A Threat to Lives and Property

The day steps over

the sill of the horizon

and falls bodily through the gap

where the cypress used to be

on the neighbours side of the fence

and on ours the dark leaved bushes

and the mass of climbing jasmine

that were cleared in order

to fell the tree

The fallers had called me out from danger

and around to the safe side

to see the angle and the crack

and indeed there was daylight

clear through the pinky splinters

and it was true that the trajectory

would have taken out the house

The men dismantled the tree

in reverse order

like unsolving a puzzle

then dragged the pieces hard across the driveway

to be dismembered

they kicked at the long gouges in the bitumen

with the toes of their boots

The days step over the sill of the horizon

and are drawn to the gap

where the cypress used to be

refracting on the verandah rail

focusing through my bedroom window

like a laser

making long scratches

in the greenshade of the early morning

the light unsolves my sleep

and splinters me open

I am dismantled

dangerously unbalanced

and a threat

to lives and property

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About Mikaela

I am an artist and writer living in the Perth Hills
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