September 24, 2009 2:00 AM

Far out, man, far out

Foam code words

Plastic bubbles

Uncooked prawn chips

Mixed laundry

36 miles a week

by bike

Done it before.

Do it again.

Not sure I'll remember.

Saw the entire sky.


It's been good,


she's still here,

but she's leaving.

And I'd even sharpened my head for her

And I'd even crossed my arms at her

Just make me work

it's fine,

I'll do it in my sleep.