Matt Hetherington


by the time they woke

the sun was gone

night had fallen

in love with itself

they were breathing dust

and hoarding numbers

be quiet

i already told you


they will

not survive


Matt Hetherington moved to Brisbane in July 2013, after 18 winters in Melbourne. He is a writer, musician, very part-time very famous DJ, lover, non-god-father, humble self-promoter, sky-digger, lentil-masticating vegetarian bludger, frustrated housewife, connoisseur of fine scents and dog-biscuits, twin brother, old-school soccer nut, poverty-stricken aristocrat, and Bodhisattva-wannabe. He has published three collections of poetry.

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