Second Half

5
The clown I love more than yellow and blue kiwi buses where danger
meets speeding boats & tumbling rocks
and flowers. No one needs to die tonight
Let me sleep besides the ducks who
gives a fuck at best it rhymes with Alexia's
helicopter black wings black cars
on bright days smile like Sesa. If
I had to love one, just one for the rest
of my new world life. One that I could
pack and save in the warehouse of my heart.
It would still be Emma or May. No one else'd do

I fly to queenstown christchurch and a french colony
with a Maori name and fail the 5000th assignment
cause humans have a million problems no grass
to lie on or smiling Samoans

6
A fish knows my name like a small juhu lane light
where Savitaben Shah died
the gospel has a camoflage smile
recycled for flying ducks. The fat racist cunt Natalie
calls us foreign friends. Oh Peter don't suck up to Pakehas
and find yourself a foreigner in your own land

Mangoo does not give a fuck for red double-decker buses
just cousins. No fish and chips shark song kiss as mom
and daughter laugh at racist slurs. Lie a little
No one has to die tonight. Wellington calls, trees grateful
no wasps here. Do we need a scanner, Mr Allen. Or just pee on grass
I promise M I will sing ghazals from Q st to Albert Unity, a learning licence
scootie is brilliant idea better than ghosts sleeping by your side