invisible |
i am just a number on your payroll just a digit on your screen i am invisible transparent as the glass that bears your name silent as the hordes outside your factory gate you can picture me in...
Posted by on Mon, 31 Dec 2007 09:34:00 GMT |
A Belly Full of Bees |
It fills the lonely spaces with the hushed sound of a leaf falling. A silence that is as white as porcelain.
China chalk.
I can only catch my breath in that void and hope. For...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Dec 2007 10:45:00 GMT |
collateral |
collateral
the moon was a broken dog that floated at my feet.
a tail for tricks and the kickback rain to puddle.
the anointed air wept a mystery into the throats of roses.
neon climbed highrise and...
Posted by on Sat, 01 Dec 2007 11:21:00 GMT |
waiting |
like the chill wind of a razor blade as it cuts into a cactus heart. i can hear the sound of the crow. i can hear the sound of the magpie. reach for my pistol mama. play my totem fabric with your fing...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Nov 2007 12:18:00 GMT |
the illuminating griffin rides out |
the illuminating griffin rides out
rancid recall taints the scented asphalt a girly pink. like ladies frilly things. like a fresh lilly pond full of bulbous blue frogs croaking their spleen to th...
Posted by on Fri, 02 Nov 2007 14:12:00 GMT |
sif |
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Posted by on Tue, 31 Jul 2007 00:58:00 GMT |
h |
oh how vanity, or perhaps naivety can fool an aging prick like me. there was me thinking that i am pretty fit for my age. same body shape as when as i was eighteen. same waist etc. but then, in a mome...
Posted by on Thu, 19 Jul 2007 14:24:00 GMT |
again |
heaven swings a rusty axe but at least the sun keeps shining. mum is on the mend. not just a chest infection. angina. the good news is that drugs can control it. the bad news is she wants me to taking...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Jul 2007 07:01:00 GMT |
day 2 |
line wheat and robust breakfast. bowel function food for a healthy heart. the mind boggles. mum still in hospital. thumbscrew trying to achieve the impossible and certainly the imorral by getting mum ...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Jul 2007 02:21:00 GMT |
journal day one |
July 9th 2007. monday.
stone cold monday. heartless return to the wheel. remorseless and unforgiving. felt the dry wings of immortality brush my face last night. mum was unwell and taken to hospital. ...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Jul 2007 05:14:00 GMT |
