Sunday, 30 April 2017

Wake Up And Dream

Wake up kids
There are dreams to be had
No use sleeping your life away

Thursday, 27 April 2017


Life is but a dream
For westener's life is sweet
For other's, shrug, what is it?

Soon, we may be able to live
Until 150 years of age
But we still can't feed the poor

Technological wonders 
Give you anything you want
But happiness still escapes so many

Wednesday, 26 April 2017

Public Holiday

I see people
Wandering aimlessly
In the street
Looking at the closed shops
Wondering what to do
With their lives

Tuesday, 25 April 2017

Anzac Day

I mistook a poppy
For a condom. Either way
Somebody got fucked.

Wednesday, 19 April 2017


There was a girl called Aramia
Whose beauty was abundantly clear
Men fell at her feet
In the boudoir or the street
But Aramia likes big girls who are queer

Wednesday, 12 April 2017

He's So Mean

He's so mean
He wipes the excess jam
From the knife back 
Into the pum jam, jar.
Never mind the smoked salmon
(raised eyebrows)
He cut with the knife earlier

Tuesday, 11 April 2017

My Ex-Boyfriend Tells Me He Is Dying

With every loved one’s death
A hole is torn from our tapestry,
Until, a doily on which to hang our lives...