Published in Overland Issue Print Issue 198 Autumn 2010 Main Posts / Writing RE: Total Inexactitude Kate White she hulks a honeyeater’s beak invades her ear canal – watch, the concrete’s too yeasty Cu Chi tunnels zipping and unzipping her wide, brown lands, for me. secrets churning, plenipotentiary dust risen against a burning will. the soil’s birthright lives a lucid death nothing to grow. We have rules, you know a Council for that a man with a chainsaw wondering where to go too much green just anywhere can’t say as i’ve seen it lately though whistle for the sheepdog, round-up such avarice and vice Zone 12, depiction C, sub-set 88B. fit me for a Form or two just to be precise in our total inexactitude. sus · tain · a · bil · i · ty, what was that, Luv? noun it wants filling out again the dog’s a bit fat to run. Kate White Kate White is a Sydney/London-based writer and photographer. Her poems, short fiction and articles have appeared in the Maynard, Australian Review and Sublime Rush. More by Kate White Overland is a not-for-profit magazine with a proud history of supporting writers, and publishing ideas and voices often excluded from other places. If you like this piece, or support Overland’s work in general, please subscribe or donate. Related articles & Essays First published in Overland Issue 228 11 November 202211 November 2022 Main Posts On the last day of Subscriberthon, our amazing online editor gives you one last (very good) reason to subscribe Editorial team What's in store for the last day of Subscriberthon? First published in Overland Issue 228 10 November 202210 November 2022 Main Posts On the second-last day of Subscriberthon, our favourite editor-duo give you reason #1002 to subscribe to Overland Editorial team What's in store for the second-last day of Subscriberthon?