B. R. Dionysius Biography

Three ruby jewelled seeds
free fall between the pomegranate's
cosmetically enhanced skin
& the forefinger of the pre-pubescent
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He whistled to her & like an inquisitive dog
The bowl of her head angled, a satellite dish
To receive the new music. She was muttering
Away in some mimic’s foreign language when
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The arms of his spiral galaxy were not punctured

With bright stars, but with buckets of bore water
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To some we’re the polka-dotted red menace;

We are feared for our beliefs, blood sacrifice
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A power as diluted as the monarch’s they were named for;
Their colonial reach across the border, tempered by more
Indigenous agitators, the great unwashed mass of noisy miners
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