Seattle taught me that there’s val… that hovers in the air like an am… with no substance, playing harmle… on your face and in your hair. Seattle taught me that there’s imm…
Would I be handsome in baggy red… and red and blue makeup? Would I be more, if I were to be… except for the blowing of a horn? Would I be understood better usin…
When I make an inappropriate comm… she would raise her eyebrows, and… at me, as a silent chastisement. Donald J Trump, Scott Morrison a… meet in an obscure coffee shop in…
The kookaburra is laughing in the… and I’m deciding to view him as th… that appears in the song I learned… —!!— rather than the annoying jackass t…
Envelopes with gaudily printed car… meaningless mass-produced wishes, cheques to fly to the momentary mo… Books instead of love and tight smiles instead of belly…
There is space around the moon tonight, white, bright, lighting t… like cardboard cut-outs on a half-… "You are very beautiful, tonight", he says, and the breeze…
The Valley of the Shadow of Deat… travels through the streets of my… bringing in with it the refugees, the sinners and saints of flotsam. It’s filled with meth heads and ju…
I want to step lightly in time, put the easy malice down, the outbreaks of outrage, the uncertainty of love. I want to complete the circle
rancid rantings/burning anger/stin… fear/hope—strobe—love/abhorrence—t… nihilism coffee/whiskey/cigarettes—no comfo… plans with no point/guns with no c…
You said you liked the restaurant but I knew you hated the mushroom… It wasn’t just these mushrooms, as if they were a special form of… in butter next to the steak on yo…
- The Yobbo-In-Chief is a very ele… a very stable genius is what he sa… that everyone calls him. He can get quite lyrical when he s…
It looks like a poem at this distance, sure, but it looks like a poem with a bad haircut, given by someone in the midst
We had and ibis summer where the b… was picked at disconsolately by th… where the trees stood stoically in… in their drawing of water from dee… to store in their trunk, branches…
The flower in the whisky bottle beckons me, kindly as a guru, a Buddha, a pink fleshed lover. I open the door behind the whisky…
Hand sanitiser has been such a sol… lately, patrolling the lines of ou… the love-line so we can continue t… but especially the life-line, you… Soap has been a pretty solid citiz…