Subiaco Square
my body is
a testing site;
bombarded
losing mass and
hovering on
a line between
desire and
the mortuary.
testing sites
crave more and
more; open
yearning ribs
and missiles
no longer do
the trick your
drones do not
feel amorous
it’s all or nothing
Pyongyang DC
Beijing please
take me hard.
take me hard.
my brain is
a decent job;
the workers lack
passion and there’s not
much opportunity
for growth but
it still accepts
the 457 expressions
of interest welcomed
from anywhere but here.
from anywhere but here.
my soul is
… ?? [there is no
available translation
for this text] …
for this text] …
my heart is
nothing metaphorical;
it is an organ that
works and I would
like to ask it how
it has the gall to
go on; do you not
feel ashamed, do you
not feel any shame?
not feel any shame?
I told myself
that I was done;
a bit of fucking
chill, but as a whole
I am a wheel
and nothing stops
while I have hate
which on this wheel
is quite the same
as love.
as love.
Andrew Sutherland is a queer writer, theatre-maker, and poet working between Perth and Singapore. Theatre works include Unveiling: Gay Sex for Endtimes, Baby Girl, Chrysanthemum Gate, and Ragnarok. He was awarded Overland’s Fair Australia Poetry Prize 2017 for his work “East Perth [imagined nation]”.