never worship your own life


Let’s hope Tony is as fleeting as cherry blossom
I’d rather talk about the Pope!
His hair his hats his cares his cats.

note to media monitors: this is a fuck you haiku

By Eleanor Jackson

Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.

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