UNDERGROUND VOICES MAGAZINE/BRENTON BOOTH


	UNDERGROUND VOICES: POETRY - 06/2012

BRENTON BOOTH

Friday Night

Drinking whiskey and
punching at shadows
on a Friday
night
in Sydney
and for a while
feeling that
everything
is
now
right;
everything that
has been
and will be
or ever could be.
I eventually finish
the bottle and walking
from the kitchen
to my bed fall
flat on my face;
I tripped on a pair
of old sneakers
in the darkness
and landed on my left cheek.
The next day when
I woke I had a sore jaw
and could barely chew
while trying to eat breakfast
in the always harsh
morning light.

Passing Through

Sitting on a train
& my pockets are empty
& the rain pounds on
the roof,
            walls,
            windows,
            soul;
the soul is torn,
                                  broken,
                                  barely here—
& the train keeps
moving along
the flooded tracks,
the engine pulling on
all the carriages
with overpowering force,
& I have no control
over where
I will
stop       at.

Brenton Booth is a 33 year old Australian writer. He has a collection of poetry and prose available internationally called, 'Loves Inevitable Failure & The Six Bottle Orchestra of Truth'.