Break Time

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Bonfire ash on a cracked stone stand
a podium for the anti-air guns
and long gone members of brass bands

Benches facing the high command
our identities lie encased
in shards of opaque air

Portholes out of a living hell
gates are opening, breakdown
at the foot of One Tree Hill

Fifty thousand reclaimed this land
golf tee royalties weren't enough
to prise it from their hands

Kids released into paddocks
all across the country
time is just an illusion
break time perhaps even more so

The oak stands tall and forgotten
an unremarkable torso

You are the sinner

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from Proximity (EP), released November 30, 2015

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