Posts Tagged ‘confused’

mote

When the wax hits the orifice
When dust motes implode
When dead eyes are open
Like the door to hell
When innocence phosphoresces
When the fist hits the socket
When meat dances before you
When the porpoise moon radiates
When corruption coruscates

You will be confused
You will surely lose
When light refracts
Brains contract
Wearing silly hats
And there is no point no reason no logic
To the immensity of the rampaging insanity
In this hooligan mirror trick
Of laughing spectres
Where we feed on each other

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It’s 8 am, you merkin

Hypnogogic and confused

By frenzied dreams and pineapple inhalations

RTR on the radio

Doona has a hole in it

from when I set myself on fire smoking

 

Captain conehead knocks on the window

When in Albania

It’s 8 am

Tripping out on triptamine

For no obvious reward

Or pallid delusions of greatness

It’s 8am

And I am not getting out of bed

kookaburra

So tell me about yourself

Are you feeling gender confused?

Do my pontifications encode the distance between thought and expression?

Number your wallowing senses dispassionately

Take a deep breath and extol effervescent notions over crystalline mountains

Fester deep in the marrow of your depravity

Long for rapture with a socially compatible life partner

Frenzy yourself to implosion with stigmata on your hands

Prance and pose in Christ-like configurations

How shall I know thee?

Hiding in the bush talking to kookaburras?

Looking for a hollow faraway tree to hide in?

Curled up in a ball sucking your thumb like an infant?

I just don’t understand

Why you grumble and mumble and shake your legs

Whirling and gibbering in intricate motion

Like a spinning gibbon

cellophane_ambernew

Cellophane trousers and corpulent kisses
Right on your bottom my hooligan love
Come to crescendo then meet round the bend
Just so invigorating doing your friend
Beaten and broken and bust and contused
Never beginning and always confused
Newspaper thoughts in your sand-paper mind
O how I wish I could leave you behind
Magnificent dreams and magnificent schemes
Comingling violence and grinning obscene
In desert, in rainbows beside the grey earth
How much does my brain cost?
What is it worth?
While crows pick the eyes from a four year old child
Life is haphazard your essence is wild
Feed me explosions and flowers and beer
Take me out dancing and let me be weird
By growing a subtly stoned grey hipster beard

 

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Cone of chilli powder
Boot in guts
Laughter at your expense
Shoved off your feet
Punched in the face
Shaven head immersed in alcohol
Gonad paralysis
Mental misfire
Tumours in soul
Knife in eyeball

It is important not to make loneliness and romantic failure your identity
Like a coat of woe over your personality
Which emits doom and darkness
Life will not reach out and grab you
A horrible scene
Prophecy of subterranean madness
Rubber man
Plastic man
Strip off your paranoia like shitty underpants
Before you die in a puddle of self-deprecation
Hiding in corners like a spider or a gecko
Just observing passively
Because afraid anxious confused
Sometimes it’s hard to find the right thing to say
So I remain silent as a sphynx