So let’s call it a conspiracy of concupiscence - if we
knew what that meant - or a turgescence of lewdity
with obvious intent; that we’re playing with words is
not the issue as much as too few clear meanings a
‘blue-in-the-face’ discourse with common ‘epithets’
fails to glue into place; we use the same ‘word’ but
are miles away in an innuendo of aphrodisiacal yin
too subtle to play whimsey in each attentive ear
The LNP were wasted last Saturday, obvious to all
bothering to hear tonality tolling doom; a ‘dramatic’
end to some careers and melodramatic harbingers
fabricating theatrics with their own invented alibis -
a farce masquerading as Australian politics in that
theatrical replay of comedy too ripe to survive
© 5 February 2015, I. D. Carswell
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