Posts Tagged ‘gas’

 

colinbarnettA collection of discombobulated dreams won’t bring the government down

A miscellany of lesbian porn won’t bring the government down

A torrent of sharp toothed snakes won’t bring the government down

A pile of dirty washing won’t bring the government down

A vast herd of guinea pigs won’t bring the government down

A raging ravaging fire won’t bring the government down

A gibbering ghost won’t bring the government down

A philandering platypus in cargo pants won’t bring the government down

A transient burst of noxious gas won’t bring the government down

An avalanche of unreconstructed mens rights activists won’t bring the government down

A hurricane of hooligans armed with dildos won’t bring the government down

But dropping a shitload of poetry books on Colin Barnett’s head might bring the government down

 

 

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Teenage kicks and hooligan hijinks
Drunken vandalism
Graffiti thrashed on walls

Sitck it
In your arm
Draw a bubble of blood

Don’t break
Your fragile bones
When stumbling

Mobile phones
Hypnotize masses
Like Dynamo

Shit stains in underpants
Time to do the washing

Erotic psycho-frenzy
Pants down for action

Gorgeous ass
Wobbles
Like a jelly melon

Your porcelain smile
Escalates me
For the moment

Light that cone
Inhale smoke
Cough

some pass cars
some make passes
I pass gas

Cigarettes like time
Thoughts like conversation
Tranquility

 

 

jupiter

A moon among many
Rocky sphere rotating perfectly blanketed in space time
A part in a symphony of spheres singing the universe
Cold beyond cold and empty
Sparse atmosphere as fine as powder
Craters pock-mark and indelibly render the sphere imperfect
Blanketing piercing points of light – stars a scatter of light as many as grains of sand on a beach
Diamond pinpricks on the hide of night
So black endless abyss between the stars
Circling a gas giant, colourful banded in the sky – browns, yellows, reds

Swollen with swirling gases over a rocky core
Ringed with star-dust
Jupiter
Beware the red storming eye
Which watches malevolently
Rotation and orbit in perfect gravitational order
In the silence of space