Published in Overland Issue 226 Autumn 2017 · Uncategorized Runner-up: Self-division: little song selections Lachlan Brown ‘Simplicity in our time is arrived at by an ambages.’ – (Ern Malley) Atchinson Road Cutback It’s weird to start at track two: cars glitching your streets with frame rates and small griefs, as if the weather gods and you could scan deep space for a clue to the new atmospheric sleep pattern. But Pino’s sitting deep and it’s all pocket in the rearview mirror’s sharp gaze, like a bus stop from your childhood, or the syringe your brother thought was a pen, its light still wickedly grinning off his snicked finger and the injury a micro-signature piercing skin. Flickpass Reformation You own that thick guilt, like the heat of a highway’s melted bitumen or an inbuilt conscience swirling the day from pentacle to free passage. There a hard drive search in operation but you can’t gauge anything right now. You lurch toward hope and its figured bass or those ads you accident- ally click on before the world explodes, showering content all over life’s screen. That’s track three right there (watch your back). General Revelation Ambulance Doppler approach, so tear the flyscreen door as it swings shut on First Ave where a Koel sings, recalling voicemail’s inner glow. The rabbit’s left foot nailed to the patio is another of his clipped warnings, like an ashtray spilling morning’s light. That injured prayer-chain ratio ghosts track five with auto-tuned forgiveness, and what we once believed in hangs, limp from silent lips. Now I see only dimly, for the power outage makes its business case in the hidden suburb’s palimp- sestic air, as mozzies swarm and sting me. Mindfulness Zombie Trust Exercise Omphagic colouring-in, like he’s organising a medicine cabinet in the first scene of the apocalypse. Have you heard the score yet? Have you even noticed much stuff around you, for example, that pattern radiating and unfilled? It’s enough to know that you’re in track seven, I reckon, the part where the empty sets of eyes line up and wait for someone’s intentionality to paint them immortal again, an inventive precursor to every kid who eats paper and becomes an anaphylactic saint. Out of Timers He’s jamming the scanner so that way a generational rift opens alongside Zara and poetic promotions. Sucks to miss the best aussie undertow again, but time’s moment may slow and your image will be lensed in the ocean’s geotagged photos anyway (the mentions are piling up on the beach, below). A social Medea now splices the incess- antly checked present with bits of the past: just eat everything, just own a fleet of yachts. Track seventeen is about making Ned poss- ible. Just get it to 88mph cause that’s fast enough to escape all their pesky screenshots. Read the rest of Overland 226 If you enjoyed this prizewinning poem, buy the issue Or subscribe and receive four outstanding issues for a year Lachlan Brown Lachlan grew up in south-west Sydney and teaches literature at Charles Sturt University. His poems have been shortlisted for the Newcastle Poetry Prize, highly commended for the Gwen Harwood poetry prize and longlisted for the Canberra Poetry Prize. More by Lachlan Brown › 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 1 December 20231 December 2023 · History ‘We’re doing everything but treaty’: Law reform and sovereign refusal in the colonial debtscape Maria Giannacopoulos I coined the concept of the colonial debtscape while working to understand the relation between debt and sovereignty in the wake of the 2007 Global Financial crisis. Despite the referendum held in Greece in 2015 where the people voted against austerity, austerity as punishment, was imposed anyway. As this was a colonising move, that is, the imposition of an external and foreign law on local populations against their will, it was to Aboriginal scholars here that I turned to begin to put the pieces together. First published in Overland Issue 228 30 November 202330 November 2023 · Urbanism The Plains exposes the psychic terrain of Victoria’s highways Fred Pryce The Plains charts the psychic terrain of the freeway in miniature, peeling back the lid of the private vehicle to expose just one of the millions of dramas taking place in simultaneity, severed from one another yet still part of the same city-wide traffic ballet.