somewhere on the southern highlands

someone stole a bowral bulldozer

and hooned it north    screaming along

the lanes of a life movie in which he scripted

a police chase that could not catch him

and though he knows they'll radio ahead

even at 160k there's time to mentally rehearse

hollywood movie crash through stunts

 

the freeway curves toward a bridge

embankments trap the road spikes sprawl

swervedrive right through the cop all tyres blow

rollingcrashingover and over    and over    to a stop

he's jumping clear escaping his own scene

abandoning  a silent living child