Short new poems

Centrelink glimpse The lanyard wearing workers, bless ‘em, Treat everyone with polite condescension. Eerie in its carpeted quiet, the room silently screams Sadness from many painful untold stories. Hurt and broken people queue on a carpet strip Wait on plastic chairs wrapped in their own despair. Insiders/outsiders Insiders/outsiders, who’s to know? Wannabe backsliders, ready to […]