Darwin Sunset

You are a Darwin sunset You draw me in with The sound of your chatter The smell of your sea Your cheap wine caresses And plastic plates Grate against me And yet – That orb on the horizon Red red orange Gracefully, quietly Slipping underneath The oceans doona Takes my breath away And makes me…

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Love

Hell or high  I fight:  Boxing ring,  Fourth round Knock out – Arm wrestle Turn in bed I breathe you I win lose  You lose  Tie break I serve An ace  And you  With grace Return it. 

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good Morning

Do your waking thoughts surprise you? Mine do. Like opening my eyes and thinking ‘metal’. Mental. Like wreckage or SARS, or vase Or do you pronounce it Vays?  Strange days. A daze. 

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I changed my profile 

I changed my profile pic for you to notice, but I don’t reckon you did They did tho, 27 likes and I am smiling bright, you’re a dog and I’m a kid And I’m running down the hill, to you, and crowds are cheering.

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Digital Negative

Originally posted on the Reinvented Poet:
In private spaces Are stacked high piles Of smiles On peoples faces That don’t make sense In past or present Tense Intense denial Of vile penetration Subserving perversion Distorting proportion Digital negatives Of how I see me But cannot be. In private spaces are stacked high piles of smiles…

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Is there a limit?

i seem to have run out of things to say about Street Art in Fitzroy. Have we ridden that wave to its natural sand sodden end? Will we need to wait for the next seven big ones, tread water and blow salty snot out of our stinging nostrils? Enough metaphor. Pictures. 

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Digital Negative

In private spaces Are stacked high piles Of smiles On peoples faces That don’t make sense In past or present Tense Intense denial Of vile penetration Subserving perversion Distorting proportion Digital negatives Of how I see me But cannot be. .

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