Kerrin Sharpe – a retired pilot flies asleep
a retired pilot flies asleep his pockets fill with mountains and bad weather everything’s falling sons daughters landing gear home he shouts to remember the word his house is off site off where? he’ll never fit back on earth St Kilda pray for him St Clair pray for him he ditches the plane he blinks […]
Kerrin Sharpe – after my father
after my father after my father the Kommandant read Hansel & Gretel he never left me in the forest or anywhere near his busy factory chimneys he was a true father who obeyed his boss a loving father who kept German Shepherd dogs behind high wire fences some nights he counted stars once when there […]
