Konkers and Corellas

There is a whacking great stack of Corellas
carrying on in the tree
above my tent.

I can hear them
dropping shit
all over it.

I’m thinking of those dry creek beds
in Broken Hill
(the ones that had big ants
and konkers in them)
and wondering if I should get up
now.

I’ll be stuffed if I know.

About Brad

Braden Karl Frederiksen still has the small wooden treasure chest that his evil Grandmother gave him for his 8th Christmas. He can't recall how old he was when he locked the key inside nor how he locked it in there. He occasionally gives it a rattle and wonders what's making that other sound. View all posts by Brad

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