Archive for December, 2017

metallic

Steel soul rusting

Copper asshole sucks and blows

Clank and crank like an ancient train

Robotic rot

Metallic plate cancer

Metastasizes

Into corrupt and delusional alloys

All over the place and in your face

A paranoid work-droid

Buzzing and whirring a rich vein

Like a spinning top

Flipped out and loaded

Rusty and corroded

Never quite achieving togetherness

Shattering into scrap

Getting into crap

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There is nothing profound about my lifestyle

Overcome by Trump tweets and dead meat daydreams

Overwhelmed by tortuous thoughts

Tangled up in monitoring breath for peace

Tortured by paranoid delusions of greatness

Tormented by Malcom Turnbull’s hopeless tissue-thin government

Tempted by tugging to lesbian porn

Don’t bow down submissively

Don’t surrender to fear

Don’t let the effort faze you

Don’t leave me hanging in cold moonlight

Don’t dance like a dildo in sensual twilight

Born blessed by an agnostic God

Born crazy-silly in a serious world

past

Feeling contorted with unpleasant feelings

Sinking and aching within pilgrim pain

Sentient sequences blinding and binding

I feel you near me and it all starts again

 

Lazily clinging to your embraces

Telephone temptations and visions of fire

Weird coincidences in disparate places

Feeling a little unhinged and quite wired

 

Cellophane moments with you by my side

Porcelain skin and silken hair

I turn the screw while you burn the tide

You leave me hungry, you bleed me bare

 

Let’s keep on walking whatever offends us

Let’s keep on shining like fireflies

Let’s keep our shit in a semblance of togetherness

Let’s keep on mooching until we die

dali

What measure for my madness?

What succour for my pain?

No desire in my body

And the suffering starts again

 

How to reach out to the other

How to embrace my pain with love

I don’t find any answers

Falling down from God above

 

When we meet the end of all

When our turkey’s chopped

Will it be like a kick in the balls

Hoping it won’t hurt a lot

 

What purpose in my sentience?

What reason in my race?

Why don’t you take me seriously?

Is it ‘cos I’m off my face?

 

 

manus

We are the least of men

Iranians, Afghanis, Sudanese

Stuck on Manus forever

Outside the camp the locals will attack us

Cutting us down like dogs

They hack us with machetes

Inside the camp we die in our souls

Of neglect

Of disease

Of madness

In tropical heat

We cry out to your conscience

For you to set us free

For we are losing hope

And feeling dead inside

We are punished for coming on a boat

When Australia was built by people arriving by boat

We are a national staining shame

For if you do this to us now

Who will be next?

the-she-wolf

Twisted down and broken

Maddened and unopened

I take my time

Mired in slime

From the moment

Into the meat of each echo of the moment

 

Howling bone

Couple of cones

Dead weight daydreams

Silent death screams

Being gentle with myself

Cut out the super-critical conscience

Look at the evidence for negative self-talk

Rest and let the spirit run

Through fields of daffodils

Like a stallion