Treasure Island

David McLean Mathews

(Colac, Australia)

A Corporate Life Part II

Christ Almighty
I offer my condolences
To the hostie
Her grim smile
Plastered to her makeup
The wicked throw
Over the shoulder patter
From the dangly
Gathers a cackle
From the back
Of the plane

It's sheer carnage
With coke zeros
And green
Thai curries
Poor teeth
And bogan smiles
Breaking into
As if bogan
Is some kind of
Aussie pre req
When it's nothing more
Than ignorance
And expectation

Submitted: Saturday, March 15, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, March 18, 2014

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