The girls scamper
up a rise
then huddle
legs to chest
under a canopy
of bracken
Y2K looms
like a giant spider's
web
but these girls have
a plan for when
the world
hanging by
a digital thread
unravels
the creek will
be their haven
They've been reading
Tomorrow, When the War Began
but for nineties preteens
the supernatural is more
believable than an
Australian invasion
What else is
war but a rendering
of the Boogey Man?
The book sends their
imagination into
overdrive
already hardwired by
late-night sleepovers
devouring
Stephen King
and point horror
novels
eyes boggling at
gremlins
ghosts
and ghoulies
stars of PG
monster movies
who've got them
building booby traps
out of old sheets
and mattresses
Children have
been playing fear
for hundreds
of years
and while they're
living in post-war
bliss
there's no
missing adults
kicking up a stink
over a computer
kink called
The Millennium Bug
The girls theorise
when dial-up Internet dies
when calendar codes
bulk at double zeros
creatures of the night
will pull out humanity's
rug into the throws of chaos
Dressed in
Adidas sneakers
Trigger Pants
and surf brand tops
they wobble
leap
hop over fountains of
bubbling rock until
the trees feel dense
as the Blue Mountains
Clearer than
holy water
the creek will wash
away their scent
from any ill-intended
werewolf intent on
tracking them
Then bank to bank
they slip between
the banksia
taking only the sharpest
stick to stake the
heart of an undead
vampire
They list the
essentials
to best equip
their hidey-hole
batteries
and a Discman
they forgo
the Nintendo
there's no TV
without electricity
but all agree
books
are a necessity
for their small utopia
content to read
until they blend
into eucalyptus
regardless of
dictatorship or
dystopia
They don't discuss
what will happen to
their parents
their friends
their pets
Besides
Y2K passes
without a glitch
They go to the
creek less and less
made more accessible
by a boardwalk
and a bridge
There are
parties to attend
Star Wars with
Hayden Christensen
Green Day's latest
album
and war is only fun
if in it ends
with fish ānā chips