Posts Tagged ‘weight’

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

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Sometime in the early 2000s
I was running my own business messing with people’s brains
Playing with the brains of crazy people to make them feel better
I convinced a very senile psychiatrist
To prescribe me dexamphetamines
Once I got them I was pretty stoked
When I ate a lot my brain started whizzing and whirring
Speeding off my head for months and very happy to lose some weight
They had an unfortunate side-effect of making really horny and desperate for love
It sucked having a boner and nothing to do with it
So I chased any woman who crossed my path and really started to get a bit out of control
Of course, despite chemical enhancement I was getting nowhere
My predatory sexuality had become a big worry
I was starting to look a women with a razor-wire mind, seeing them only as objects

So a smart woman warned me I was creepy and put up with being a friend to guide me
One time I was over at my smart friend’s house
She gave me ten clonazepam
Which probably wasn’t smart
Thinking I was a badass I ate them all
Then I tried to drive home
Too many benzos are not good for driving
What happened is a whirligig blur of lights and cars
Then I ran into the back of a cop car
Writing off my precious little pulsar
While stoned out of my gourd
I have no memory of how it happened

Anyway they busted my ass and took me for a blood test
Which didn’t find the benzos
But did find a shit-load of THC
As I was smoking like Bob Marley in those days
Still do
Done for driving under the influence of drugs and dangerous driving
I got a three thousand dollar fine which took ages to pay off
And banned from driving for a year
I lost my license
I lost my business
And my dignity
So I’ve not bothered to get a license again as it just seems to lead to trouble
I’m a terrible driver and it’s now been so long I’d have to take the test again
So that’s why I don’t drive

uluru

If you could comprehend:
The beat of the wings of a hummingbird
Weird lizards changing gender as naturally as skins
Summer insect-buzzed hours of indolence
The chirping midnight song of a guinea-pig as sweet as a bird’s
Or the old dead weight of time
I might not be so frustrated with your inner emptiness
And your shit-eating grimace

If you could comprehend:
Unselfish love
The ballet of pelicans in courtship across water
Songs of Humpback whales
The eye of a wedge-tailed eagle in flight
Or the price of eggs
I might not discard your living but not participating carcass
In a roadhouse
On the way to Alice Springs
Just to get some peace from your brain-buggering ignorance
In the outback

Blood_Wall

In the killer’s mind
Tangible mass of
Revolver in hand
Weight of the moment
Moonlight like feathers
Blood-simple
Bone-pure
Her wet mouth a red O
Afraid to breathe
Wide-eyes surprise
Shock of Victimization
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three bullets in her mother-fucking head
Cordite effusion
Blood splatter on a wall
Eyes still surprised
Sliding to the floor
Broken doll
Busted Barbie
Lifeless meat
Stench of blood and shit