Posts Tagged ‘black’

Art by Aydan Lesinavicious

 

 

Blue and red darting like fireflies through the succulent eyes of hades into a central sexed ape-blend

Black outline charcoal coloured road-way riding out with one hand waving at the sky

Stripes cut a new day over the plastic scene with dreams of belonging in an oyster shell universe

Representing a place of rest or self-involvement inside quiet languorous relaxation

Where iteration and reiteration congeal into repetitive unconscious meditations

Towards the sky like missiles the tri-coloured chunks rise over the sycophantic city

Stripes pink oh purple v imploding in minds mouth like a chocolate, sunflower daydreams over an arcane confessions of love

V for victim or victory or virginity or velvet- four pronged sensational visitation

At rest and slowly radiating belonging like beer with mates at Sunday Sessions

Flesh awaiting sunshine glistening light confabulating coruscation with concentration

Sensation of triangles in intricate lounge room- they hurtle past at light speed

At rest like a sphinx transparent to gravity waves as they cross-fertilize through consciousness

Baby skin purity radiates earth-light day vibration caress and make joy of each movement

At rest like a stone Buddha covered with moss tufts

Being resplendent in personality yet enjoying being somnolent and exhibiting negative capability

Flowers of flesh tones with yellow winnowed straw marking shapes in a fluid field

Pink effusion eclipsing reason teasing out logic until we are immersed in a sea of green sentience

Perforated by green plant streams leading out into knots

Each individual a leafing stem of magical metaphors

Abstract red and white comet multiplied by desire and cutting through the universe like a sword

Red and white stripes towards the heavens angled sweetly in a holy garden

A fire place of purple light opens out into a comfortable room

White frenzy red frenzy pink frenzy infinity frenzy

Yellow splotch red wipes exploding fireworks

Thoughts of scraping and scratching

Red white and blue fireballs crashing through the ether

V for vim and vitality and vertigo as I look down from a high building

Obtuse splotching purple to pink to red haloes sweeping up sensibility

And I sit here being obvious

At rest like a leaf in a rain forest litter

 

 

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train-to-beach-perth

There is a certain elegance about a train

Decimating a body without pain

Because of the speed of execution

So let us speak of terrible miserable things

Dead forever, the big black nothing looms

A skeleton with sickle all dressed in black rags

Skeletal rictus jawboning and flabberjabbering the penalties for my horrific sins

There is a certain elegance about a train

Walk down the train-track at Queens Park so the C train

Comes through like a giant bullet

Splattering and battering me to constituent molecules

Rendering unto paste

Blood frenzy and deadly destruction poisons the atmosphere

My poor parents would not cope

But I’m trying not to do it

I’m a reluctant suicide case

andromeda

 

Plasma churns and burns

In the heart of a heavenly star

Heating random worlds

Kindling transformations

Rocks and cratered dirt

In an unfashionable agglomeration

At the edge of the Andromeda galaxy

Glitter on black velvet

And on a nearby living planet aliens peer into sky

As if it has something in it’s teeth

And I am looking back through a kaleidoscope

From the outer Milky Way

Stoned and silly-serious

Trying to work out what it all means

If anything at all

Trying to puzzle out a pattern from disparate signals

We are the stuff of stars

We are transcendent and tremendous

We are the crap of the cosmos

out-of-the-web

Things looking a bit cleaner

Thanks to my mate

Piggelies running across the floor

Chasing after the fresh prime vegetables.

They’re the fresh prime crew

Cat cage, speakers, computer existing by inches

Desk, couch, bedding, cushion just being there silently

Printer, pussycat, hay bag

This is the kingdom of the piggely king

A mean cat

A grumpy black and white cat

But a proud and beautiful cat

Piggely cage

Lovely piggelies popcorning happily

Getting into each moment mindfully

Feeling less afraid

Breathing slowly from the diaphragm

Piggelie time

Let the piggelies run free

Get in amongst it

Let the piggelies run free

Pack it up over the sky

Waving one hand high

Delusions

Posted: July 8, 2017 in poetry
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Take my delusions
Draw your eyes black
Sentient profusion
Addled with smack
Manifesting confusion
Having a crack
Keep me exposed
Squaring the end
Nobody knows
You are my friend
All the world glows
Now on the mend

circle

You might try to square a circle

Or vibrate in harmony with the sighs of the universe

You might relax into a bath in your underpants

Or translate the ravings of a French lunatic poet

But it’s not enough

To end your transpersonal delusions

Or tame the voices

That rave in your head

Like crows

You might enumerate your paranoia

Write sonnets to your sinking sense of well being

Compose an ode to empty cigarette butts

Ramble incoherently to your psychiatric nurse

While black angels watch over you with skull faces

Waiting to scoop you up and take you to hell

 

 

Yolandi

Posted: February 7, 2017 in poetry
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Oh Yolandi

You so funky

In your yellow dress eyes totally black with contacts

Rapping to the fucked up techno techno techno beats

Teasing the boys with your knowing fuckability

Like a pornographic pixie, cheeky and freaky

I hear your angry helium voice in my brain

Oh Yolandi

You so funky

impala

 

You don’t need your bike

It will only drag you down

Weary and wonderful you articulate your generation like an ancient artefact

Pent up in poetry and raging through twilight you transcend delusion and bring light to darkness

Dance on through suburbia like a supersonic gibbon

Graffiti the walls with poems and trivia

Penetrate the crux of anti-matter

Ravage imperiously with radiant grin

Through the mind of every woman in a desperate search for attention

Oh to be a boyfriend to be loved by a good woman

To be an object of affection

Loaded up with misdirection

Contemplating a profound derangement of the senses

To live like a psychedelic pirate transubstantiating my brain through multiple universes

Then disappear into the void of a black hole

 

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

christ
Twist a string of beads
Around a witch’s waist
Build a crappy tent of bulbous bones
Against the rabid rain

Which pelts poison in your brain
And soon drives you electrically insane
Nerve toxins in the neurons
Birthing paralytic rictus
And quasi simian spasticity

Beat a rubber eel upon a warlock’s wobbly bits
Signify a morbid mountain of madness
Spit upon the surfaces of suppurating melancholy
Dance into the crack within the nothing
Like a stoned fool on smack
They’ll never want you back
Until all is black as boots and empty

Taste a poxy potion of hallucinatory mushrooms
See Christ crucified with the head of a Beast
See the many horns and eyes of the beast
See the real Christ crucified in pulsating pain
See the wood of the cross multiplying across Europe
See the Shroud of Tourin photocopying a saviour
See Christ crucified on every tree
And every tree a Bible
See towering cathedrals of light hidden from mortal retinas
Fractal kaleidoscopic sun structures of infinite intricacy
Bedazzling and befuddling desperately then
Faces without eyes emerge from the void
Like fungus growing from a corpse

Flashes of spark-light phosphorescence against the windows of the skull
Mad carousing reptiles wrap their bodies around a totem pole
Wood hacked to grinning skulls piled to heaven vertical
Fire flickers and the children of light dance their circle
Drums beat a rumbling rhythm that hypnotizes
Summoning old Spirits to bring in a new age