A COLLECTION OF POEMS

REMINDERS

from Love is Cruel

You left several strands 
of hair 
   scattered across my 
sheets

you left your yellow 
toothbrush 
   on the top shelf 
of my bathroom cabinet

you left your white lacy 
G-string 
   in the pocket of my 
bathrobe

you left your pink lipgloss 
with the glitter 
   on my dressing table

you left my alarm clock 
   set at 6:45 a.m.

you left your new novel 
by Gabriel Garcia Marquez 
   unread

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we both left so much 
   unsaid

but most of all 
   you left your scent 
buried deep inside my 
pillow 
   & even though it's been 
six nights now & i've changed 
the bed linen 
   rearranged the bathroom 
cabinet & the dressing table - 
placed your book in my bookcase 
   thrown out your G-string 
   your lipgloss 
& your yellow toothbrush

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your scent is making my eyes 
watery 
   & still i can't escape you. 

THE LUXURY OF WORK

from Punch On Punch Off

Lots of shop girls work for small
family businesses she told me
        with some of them you get paid
ten dollars an hour & asked to stay
on the dole
        while they drive flash cars
& their shop girls ride bikes

yeah     it’s hard being a shop girl

especially when you know they’re out
drinking their lattés 
& slagging on so-called dole bludgers
        you’d have to wonder just what else
they might get away with

i mean it’s hard enough holding back
a pee for three or four hours . . . 
let alone your tongue at times
        & i mean sometimes you just hope
one of your mates will turn up
to watch the shop while you do go
        it’s hard on your bladder

yeah     it’s hard being a shop girl
& when one of your mates does
turn up you can bet your sore feet
your boss will turn up too —
& spring you yacking to them
        as if you do it all day . . . 
every day
        & yeah     you can tell by their
eyes & their thin mean lips
that they think you’re both bludgers

i’ve had to be sick in a plastic bag
behind the register a couple of times
because i’ve had no-one to cover for me 
        & i’ve cried out the back some days
when i’ve been a day or two late
with my period
        & then i’ve had to go out & serve
someone
        & sometimes i’m sure my tears
have scared customers away
        & the boss sure as hell wouldn’t
want to know about that

yeah     it’s hard being a shop girl

& it’s hard getting a lunch break too
        in fact sometimes it’s hard even
getting some lunch
        unless you take it with you —
& most times you’re living so day-to-day
you have nothing to take to work
except yourself

it’s even harder those times when
the till doesn’t balance
        they make you put in
(as if you don’t anyway)
        & some days i’ve worked for half
my real rate because i didn’t check
the balance when i started

& yet they tell me i have the luxury
        of work.

THE VIOLENCE OF WORK

from Punch On Punch Off

I work in a factory 
Monday to Friday 
    punch on      punch off

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i work a rotating roster 
Monday to Friday 
    punch on      punch off

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i wear earmuffs & gloves 
Monday to Friday 
    punch on      punch off

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i stamp on a press 
Monday to Friday 
    punch on      punch off

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i still had my fingers last 
Monday to Friday 
    punch on      punch off

i make repetitive pieces 
Monday to Friday 
    punch on      punch off

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i work on a tally 
Monday to Friday 
    punch on      punch off

i'm told to work faster 
Monday to Friday 
    punch on      punch off

i have smoko with Billy 
Monday to Friday 
    punch on      punch off

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i play euchre at lunchtime 
Monday to Friday 
    punch on      punch off

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i just do my best 
Monday to Friday 
    punch on      punch off

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i'm paid the award for 
Monday to Friday 
    punch on      punch off

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i don't complain to the boss 
Monday to Friday 
    punch on      punch off

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but complain to my partner 
Monday to Sunday 
    want to punch on 
              punch on.