A Poem A Day: August 9: Malcolm

I wonder if Malcolm Turnbull says to himself

Each day before he leaves the house

“I believe in plebiscites”

“I believe in Manus Island”

“I believe in the Liberal Party”

I wonder if he sits at his desk, when the room is empty, and murmurs beneath his breath

“I am making a difference”

I wonder if he lies in bed and stares at the ceiling and silently mouths to the darkness

“This is my legacy. I am proud.”

I wonder if he looks in the mirror and sees the prime minister looking back

And says

“I have done what I always wanted to do”