When Chad Jones died
From an asthma attack while climbing Red Hill,
His father, Doctor Jones,
went into Chad’s room and gathered up all the belongings.
He picked up the trophies, books
He carried out the table and chair, computer, bed and the sheets
And threw all these things into the backyard.
Dr. Jones returned for Chad’s clothes and in great piles,
Laid the clothes out.
Chad’s mother pleaded with her husband not to do what he was doing,
But he continued, working hard
Until all the boy’s things were lying in the afternoon
Like a pyramid pointing to the sky.
Dr Jones then struck a match and lit some paper
And the things began to burn.
Black smoke filled the neighbourhood
The fire brigade arrived to see the mountain of melted plastic and wood
Raging in the backyard.
Doctor Jones’ daughter,
Who some years before, had watched the bonfire from her bedroom
Grew to 17
And left her town and father.
She worked in a bar on Foveaux Street
And filled her personal hours with dreams and men,
Until the fire caught up with her.
She died on a Tuesday night
By leaping off the wet Harbour Bridge.