Archive for May, 2016

smoking meth

2 pm I take a taxi over to Shelby’s place. Her X Brad is there and they are both really excited to see me. I have the money—they have the contacts
It’s time to do some serious drugs

First up brad says he knows some guy from who lives not far away
I say I want 200 worth and he heads off
Shelby and I chat—it seems that no time has passed since we met and we always get on well— but we can’t resist bitching about how long brad is taking

Finally Brad is back
I think it looks a bit light
But bugger it
Stick it in your arm it will do you no harm
he mixes up and brings out three 1 ml syringes with about twenty mills in each

He gives me a shot—I know it’s gone into the vein in my hand when I see the blood
Then comes a substantial but not transcendent head rush
I feel like my senses are more accurate
My head feels clear as glass
I’m pinging

Then we get some beers and start some serious drinking
Shelby gets a call saying she can get a good hundred from her friend Su
So the anticipation builds again—Brad is still there so in theory I could still shoot up, but I thought fuck it— I’m going smoke this shit
Su rocks up with the meth and I pay a hundred
Brad divides it up and puts my share on aluminium foil
I wait until the smoke gets thick and white then suck it up with an empty Ventolin
The smoke tastes bitter, but not unpleasant and the rush hits my brain like a runaway train
Wow smoking is as good as shooting
I feel electric surges through my whole body and my eyes open wide
After about three smokes all the meth is gone but I’m buzzing all over by this stage and my teeth are grinding
The world is infinite and crystalline and under my control
I am the Ubermensch

Then Shelby gets a call offering a point for fifty bucks
Fuck me we’re going to get even higher
In ten minutes it’s here
This time I smoke it through a proper crack pipe
No thick white smoke is wasted and soon I feel like I’m towering over the universe at hyper-speed
My eyeballs are popping out of my head and my jaw is moving
I think I’ve had enough.

weirdo

 

Here’s to the wild ones, the weird ones
Who take a crap on the desk at Centrelink with a shit-eating grimace on their faces and demand to be addressed as Jesus Christ
Who go wild on whiskey or whatever and run amuck through the back-alleys and cheap boarding houses of Perth
Who polish their guts with bourbon and stoke their tobacco fires constantly
Who cry out against that military industrial mind-fuck- the consumerist gobbledegook of advertising
Who always know where to get good drugs and how to avoid getting ripped off by other, meaner freaks
Who want to bring down capitalism and Nickleback with a single gesture of flagrant love
Who when captured by the pigs paint a Sistine Chapel of shit all over their cells and gibber like gibbons
Who keep detailed records of the worldwide conspiracy of Masons to achieve world domination by writing on the insides of gum wrappers
Who write their lives all over the public walls of the city in murals that would scare a representative member of society- whatever that is
Who ricochet through late-night hipster bars clad in tattoos and tobacco and get kicked out for questioning the purpose of the universe
Who participate in threesomes with persons of indeterminate gender in the late-night anal darkness
Who plunder the night for kicks and hi-jinks and scare the crap out of the forces of conformity
Who preen and style for fashion darlings in op-shop rags with multiple piercings
As they bless the world, may God bless them all

party

Will you be there?
I will be there with my many friends
I will get drunk and stoned and run a humungous muck
I will hit on all the single women and attempt to be interesting
And some woman may find me interesting
Come on, it has happened before
Occasionally
There will be some cool bands there churning out distorted indie goodness
It will rock like a hit of cocaine
In an intimate vein

Will you be there?
It is likely that someone will choke on their own vomit
Which is a nasty way to go but better than choking on someone else’s
There will be rivers of alcohol and forests of weed
Tobacco and pot smoke will be thick as the conversation
People will exhibit joy and fascination
With each other and with the moments of togetherness
Which grow into an ecstatic peak through group synergy
Then subside into nothingness as everyone goes home to their hangovers

seven

 

Morning time four am
Seven rows of teeth
Want a black void
Black as boots
Black as the death of a child

Evening time six pm
Seven bloodshot eyes in fur
Want total totalitarianism
Blood on the streets
And blood in the mouth

Morning time five am
Seven horns of brass
Want a valley full of bones
Slowly reducing to dust
And symbolising the future for all

Evening Time eleven pm
Seven wan but wonderful women
Swoon into the arms of a stereotypical man
Entwine lips in a profound kiss
And know that they are loved

Morning time five am
Seven sexy succubuses
Want to suck out my chi sexually
But the moment of sexual release
Will be worth death

Evening time eight pm
Seven diamond encrusted celebrities
Want so much to be alone
But are stalked by paparazzi and publicists
Until they OD on adoration

Morning time seven am
Seven lonely cleaners
Want to be delivered from their suffering
Earn barely enough to pay the rent
And dream of wealth and education

abstracty1

tobacco mind dissolving in lime-green toxins
every mistake a corrupted jungle of agony
through the doorway
befuddling flickers on retina
slink through with melancholy

cathedrals of kaleidoscopic light
candle-shine moments of iridescence
cellophane flower colours bleed pastel refractions

marred images of virgin maidens
through tangerine spectacles

hypnotized into swine madness
mouths red with sweet wine
breasts proud and perky

in this marrow genesis.
rebel breasts laid by smack dictatorship
fields of rubber asses upturned to greet the night

murder a Sabbath of martyrdom
carbon monoxide oven breath

fabulous squirming maggots in half-light
smoking virgins for Christ

no serenity shrouds this eel brained autocracy
crucified phosphorescence swells anxiety

literary Europe blazing with azure fire
poison beat on heavenly stained glass windows

rictus insect behind neurons
images of a shocked sea
frog green with melancholy

stoned intellect suffuses
green alien happiness

Fractal reptiles
Never open neurons
Of crystal chrysalis sleep

bone tail and shell,
build affectations

spider intake
vulgar toxins
My skull fable bloated with madmen
In the haze of Time
.
simian paralytic
pelting shrapnel purple
morbid consequences
blood-red pulsating monster of energy
ant-brained whirligig

the murder beats a crocodile rhythm
heads bursts
insane with beast tales
of fabulous nightmare lips

multiplying mushrooms spring from a corpse
a dealer for every bent skeleton
that wobbles bones
melancholic around Perth

scandal in marrow
spark-light flicker madness
night predators slay consciousness

poison chrysalis
nipples pointed in the night garden
metastasize
to delectable stoned woman

she sought Eden in the void
And heaven in a grain of wheat
Hopelessly, hopelessly

and the meat rhythm makes a pox of smoke
.
his mortal image on a cross
Night-time maggot armies
Make new legends

Rebel dance of light
full vegetable as a Bible,

open head fungus
wobbly images from nightmares
smoking wit
Eden is alright tonight

Near a certain Jericho

Walls fall
Trumpets blare
The blind conspire

empathy clouds meat head beat

rumbling guy drinks breasts to dregs

sweethearts sense bedazzling bulbous mountains