Substance

Your eye, telling me everything, everything

Rapid lie, flesh fast blink, move on rolling.

Your news, melting ice where the braincap fits

Pulse under skin heatwave, it never quits.

Your leaves, shrivelled layers caught by ground flame,

Down their trees, in ash return blackened names.

Your sea, like your coast, adventures in change,

Your choice to ignore except at close range.

Your money, yearning figures, melts in heat

Sand grains burning out the banks of defeat.

Your coal, black in earth store a press release

Lost cause, lonely millions, useless repeats.

Your speech, thin on substance to city and bush

Deliberately over empty space pushed.