Snapshots from Boggo (Bogga) Road Open Day 1992 (extracts)


Traffic heavy

Arms big & stiff as telegraph poles
semaphore menace...
protective custody today as
Her Majesty’s corrective serviceman
controls the storming traffic on this
downcast Brisbane Day...

etc


Tagged

Meet Dave and Joe, your hosts;
Government name tags permit a
painless meeting space but
blue uniform, sunglasses, beerguts
badge them simply: Screws.

etc


Tourist traps

Bogga’s black spirit
hunches at bay like the
giant German Shepherds
leashed in the exercise yard –
bares broken teeth
quietly…quietly.
“Stroke me if you dare”, it says.
The crowd holds breath,

etc


The Big Bogga

They tried: God knows they tried
to sanitise this dead shit hole:
“I did time at Bogga Road.
Open Day 1992”
Jet-black t-shirts boast.

But even bad taste Queensland
has beat itself this time.
Big Bogga’s a strictly one-off shot:
guard dogs, a black hole
some screws and visiting ex-crims
do not an Expo make!

Other stanza titles: Ex Crims; Dead Concrete; Black Hole; Art Show; Mental Muscles; Inducation Centre; Released; Black Rage

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