1. Like a host awaiting an unknown guest
2. Lamplit I work in the shoals of the night
3. This afternoon I'm taking my son for a Yarra walk
4. We've emptied trucks and trailers, unloaded groaning vans
5. Move in closer please, this device is locally made
6. We are loaded into this commuter flight
7. Wished away in a taxi reeking
8. This morning the council dumped big bins
9. I'm sure there must be something wrong with me
10. Counting the days of my years, I regret
11. I wake to soft sounds of rain on my roof
12. "You can fuck off," she replies in defence
13. There's a thumbs-up from across the floor
14. Nothing: the hush where no thoughts arise.
15. Sliding between bed sheets, this body’s height
16. Some ideas arrive without show
17. This vast aquatic centre brims blue
18. My home this christmas

or, there are my father's desert sonnets

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