judgement
after the soy turkey is cut and the elderberry juice is put away
me and the twinnies frolicking on a sandbar out in the aqua sea
I have a vodka n orange juice with Adam in the green shade
people everywhere talk talk talk
so many people down at the beach
as the day goes long I fall into my dream
they all say hello to me tho most em aren’t sure who I am
voice in another room: who are you again..?
the water is effervescent and refreshing
eve and aurora are such lovely kids
the wind whistles in my dripping earrings
the sun burns down on pale English skin
ghosts of Christmas pass
if ever a man was drowning on dry land
my mind pulls me under
the universe in a drop of ocean water
life in a tiny second
hey man I met you at the state
some nice bloke with his kids
and you are..? I say
im no-one mate honestly
I look out at the azurest coast
my hourglass daughters patiently tanning in the fading light
merry Christmas
says the bloke and wanders away
so many stupid tattoos everywhere
the sand is soft and warm to my sensitive soles
the dream comes on then
I look around in wonder at it all
the sea the people the red Santa hats
its Christmas in my dreamy old dream
it takes on an anecdotal vignette quality
with everything set to ‘glow’
I musta seen a million Christmases by now
the swirling currents and the salty smell
always the girls lying in the sand and I’m talking to some geezer
the music plays on in my head
rings on in my ears
Christmas on Bondi beach
there is great variety
stunning Adonis youths from some euro winter strut arrogantly
lithe mermaids crash into pasty couch potatoes
the biblical looking guys kicking the balls
their female companions are all manicured n dyed queens of Sheba
I stop for awhile in the shade in a glade off the beach
where the twisted sea trees grow
what do I know
im dreaming it all up in my fevered night
the mosquitos whine
the cockroaches grind
the ants whispering in a procession across the floor
I banged me knee into something in the dark
the serpent in the tree says come hither to me
the leopard in my head says leave em for dead
sleep is elusive for a genius sometimes and for me too
I seep out of myself and rise up through the sky
down on earth my body walks around without a soul
the mind is control
I go into shop and I cop some free sweets from a lolly jar
I meet my friend the rising star he knows who you are
hes on tv a few times a week
down on Neptune street we walk to his flat
he lives with some French chick and her cat
I stand out on that lovely deck and gaze at the cloudy night
its brilliance and stupidity inside of me having a fight
you can see my pool from here a green soft glimmer in the moon
soon midnight has come and gone and the ocean is still
we go to a Christmas party just up the road in Oberon street
its a big house with a lamplit garden with a crowd spilling out of the house
theres loads of famous people here the newsreader and the crims they never catch
theres the guys who plays drums with that big band that comes from overseas
theres that actress star of stage and screen she’s been on holiday in Viet Nam
I am gonna get an introduction i suppose after all she uses my song in one of her shows
some people drinking and jumping in the pool
no im at home in my bed and im sleeping
no now its New Years eve
Coogee is inundated with a million dodgy looking little types
carrying slabs of beer
while all around the signs flash ZERO ALCOHOL
the sea temp is cold
so a thousand tourists sit there not daring to go in
the fireworks tonite yawn
I only liked fireworks when I was lighting em and doing something stupid
but it’ll be same old rockets same old explosion
same old crowd going ooooh ahhhhh
same old claustrophobic being in the middle of a load drunken yobbos
bah fucking humbug again
come on midnight
let all the Hoi Polloi get home safely
until next year
your roving hero and reporter
more Bloggs in 19 4 sure
sjk
31 dec 2018