I see
red
when I stop thinking
Stop waking teeming bursting
Red is livid, rupturing, filling me
up
with a scalding
peal that doesn’t
stop.
I taste
green
when I stop caring
Stop giving having wanting
Green is ugly, hankering, filling me
up
with a roiling
growl that doesn’t
stop.
I feel
blue
when I stop knowing
Stop falling sinking drowning
Blue is still, unnerving, filling me
up
with a lulling
hum that doesn’t
stop.
I hear
white
when I stop listening
Stop seeing tasting feeling
White is kind, blanketing, filling me
up
with a piercing
shrill that doesn’t
stop.
We acknowledge the Ngunnawal and Ngambri people, who are the Traditional Custodians of the land on which Woroni, Woroni Radio and Woroni TV are created, edited, published, printed and distributed. We pay our respects to Elders past and present. We acknowledge that the name Woroni was taken from the Wadi Wadi Nation without permission, and we are striving to do better for future reconciliation.