And in a sense
A kind of visual art
addiction
In still life
The arrangement of flowers -
It is as though I am already mourning
Those who I grieve for
As they continue to use.
It’s like a funeral bouquet
Mourning the dead.
Not already dead,
But on the verge with each
Staggered
Breath.
Each breath impeded
By
Heavy blood
Thick veins
Thick with the stuff
And I am powerless
But to sit and observe.
Someone once told me:
“The average life-span of a ****** is five years”.
As I walk through Kings Cross
see them nodding off
I wonder -
Are they an anomaly of survival?
And when I see those close to me
They’ll lie just a little
Eyes wide shut
I turn to the paint
The ugly art I make
Try to make some peace within it.
Jun 23, 2021
Jun 23, 2021 at 4:51 AM UTC
flight
flowing
elderberries
and the
syrup of rebellion
see
sails
snail-pace
along the highway
man's
view
finder
and pointing
shouting
the breath of the ever present
nature
fumed
scent
age appropriate
apocalypses
redemptions
conclusions
painted vividly stroked
it's late!
too late!
foe fry
fun
and i sailed
in the view finder
in the fumed
scent
in the anxious awaiting
calls
not sure whether to find you
hello.
i wish.
i wonder.
are you really that surprised?
Jun 5, 2013
Jun 5, 2013 at 7:24 AM UTC
haven't written
for
a while
tonsils
kickin'
up
my style
anger-grump-red-eyesies-ness
la la la la
stress
heads
watchin' watchin' watchin
moi
(are you?)
(tryin'tryin'tryin')
to find you
two
i
am
May 29, 2013
May 29, 2013 at 5:51 AM UTC
picky
teaser
lota
pizza
flamingo
burnin'
gerhkin
wordin'
processing
pro
gramme
lots
a
purple
tan
tanging
tongue
tear
stupid
deer
croissant
croissant
croissant
(are you here?)
rich
and
faming
silly
daydream
little
cupid
castle
cooped
chicken
kickin'
malicious
software
(are we there?)
yet
cooky
suki
mikky
mopy
skiing
slopy
tear
out
control
shout
doubt
pout
trouble
double
choc
tim
tam
ginge
sortafairy
tail
of
a
bat
rat
smack
(should we pack?)
and
CRACK
goes
ankle
blowing
soccer
flowin'
talk
tak
no
silly
silly
silly
all these
years
(should I be crying these tears?)
hello
again
a
pen?
why
thanks
some
lunch
punch
crunch
an
ankle
swollen
ready
all
flail
fall
(?)
May 22, 2013
May 22, 2013 at 3:43 AM UTC
bee
of
the
bee
hive
queen
of
the
castle
pretty
perfect
prissy
princess
me
rebel?
outcastle?
outlaw?
well at least
I'm
interesting
May 20, 2013
May 20, 2013 at 2:59 AM UTC
woke
water
went
computer
tv
all
day
sun is setting
I'm waking up
grumpy grumpy
ogre
May 18, 2013
May 18, 2013 at 2:34 AM UTC
this house of lies
of
lies
cry
out for me
and our
run
will succeed
this house of lies
screamed
silence
settled
the one
who
dies
run
run
fly
away
from this
lie
built
around
our
lives
May 17, 2013
May 17, 2013 at 6:07 AM UTC
snooty
blue tinge
agony
burning
of
the brain
thoughts-mouth
this is the
doom of
the Perri Perri
almonds and
cashews
May 15, 2013
May 15, 2013 at 5:57 AM UTC
tired
eyes
bright
screens
water-wanting
lips
fingers clicking carelessly
hopes
and wishes
of a small gold
coin
to buy
a stack
of
many
many
lollies
...naughties
chocolates
and invisibility
cloaks
the dread
of the coming
dreads
the hopes
of the
future
the grumbling
stomachs
and whispered
hellos
May 15, 2013
May 15, 2013 at 3:53 AM UTC
left
aligned
middle middle
ish "Jim the fish"
just
T
H
I
N
K
I
N
G
and swaying to
the
twirly
of
this
planet
i wish i could hear
the ****** of the stones
that for some crazy reason
you threw at me when we
were sitting on a
log
and talking
i loved
talking to
you
still do
May 11, 2013
May 11, 2013 at 7:32 PM UTC