Band | Aid

Animals attack whichever celebrity.
Everything else

can be summed up as tennis.
Statues yanked out

and the squares fill
with custard. Day’s equation

adjusts incrementally
for agile pushers, precarious

trucks. Darks and neons
plucked from our mouths

before we can ask.
What of those shades of menace

we lost, simply a matter of costume?
Your plane dropped eggs

on hapless villains,
who – accordingly chastened –

went home.




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Aidan Coleman

Aidan Coleman has published two poetry collections, the most recent, Mount Sumptuous (Wakefield Press, 2020). He is an Early Career Researcher at the JM Coetzee Centre for Creative Practice at the University of Adelaide.

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