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Death, Die, Destroy!

Fear! Fear! Fear!

Happy Xmas

Puppy dogs, kitten's tails

the world could be as lovely

we just have to decide

Happy Xmas

 

Not Precious

Not precious

to explain,

the flowery habits of prose.

A poem can say 

fuck you

in so few words.

In rhyming couplets,

or just straight.

 

Sam

Your love is sublime, 

like putting ice cream

on waffles

Love of My Life

The love of my life.

What does that even mean?

Until you change your mind,

And walk away.

Or is it forever?

Is that a promise?

One you can keep.

Will keep?

One Less

Poetry is

Isis, or

Daesh, or

Isil, or

IS, or

rabid muslims,

with bad attitudes, or

whatever the fuck they call themselves,

being blown up by a bomb.

"Ah!" Boom!

The way these fanatic's

brain tissue splatters

against the nearest wall

is poetry in motion.

Kersplat!

One less

to deal with,

is poetic

in

itself.

Kerboom!

One

less.

 

What Are We Fighting For

If, in the end,

there is no individual liberty,

what are we fighting

the war on everything for?

 

Individual Responsibility

A man infected another man

with HIV, knowingly,

and got 30 years prison.

In this modern era

that takes away

individual liberty,

it is only fair,

that it takes away

individual responsibility,

as well.

The Talkers

Some people really like to talk,

They must think

they are interesting,

Or important, or something.

Sadly the incessant talkers are

Rarely any of those things,

And deep down, I think,

They know it.

So do the rest of us a favour

And get therapy,

Stop making us all pay

For the infrequency

of you mother’s touch,

or the absence

of your father’s love.

Heal yourselves,

And Stop taking us all daily

On your mindless journey.

Poetry is Cool, Be poetic

You never know, a poem, or two might improve your sex life, you might as well give it a go, as nothing else has helped, hey.

Reciting poetry, definitely makes your penis grow,  or your cunt wet, so give it a go.

Poetry is great. It will be great again. I wonder how? Maybe, the modern short attention span may turn out to be poetry's best friend. In the end?

A World of Empathy

Half the world is starving

Half the world is bloating

Half the world has no water

Half the world has too much,

finding ways to build a bigger trough,

rather than giving anything up,

for those who don't have enough.

Summertime

Summer is here

time for prawns and beer

and little swimming shorts

for all the queers

suntans, bbq's,

late night chatting,

long drinks,

family time

Sunday afternoon batting

beach hijinks

burnt skin

zinc cream

easy livin'

sweat and flies,

alleluia

rise up singin'

in praise of the sun

People Are Dicks [02]

People running for the lifts,

like rats in drain pipes,

or snakes with cuts,

are dicks.

Like death and taxes

there will always be more,

idiots and lifts.

If they put that much effort

into the rest of their lives

they would be rich.

Modern Corporate Principles

Yes, yes, valued added, my friend,

Say it is organic, or ergonomic, or some such thing

And the more we can charge,

Sell it at a premium, my friend

It makes no difference if it works, or not

As long as it is value added for us.

I Just Couldn’t Make It Today

I just couldn’t make it today

I tried, I truly did.

I got up, I went outside,

I felt the sun on my skin,

I felt the wind in my hair.

But, I just couldn’t,

I don’t know why?

I headed back inside,

Closed the door

And climbed back under

My blanket of blue.

Free Market Policy

Disenfranchised youth

Thrown on the scrap heap

By free market policies,

Although the politicians

Deny it with talk that is cheap

Designed to profit their benefactors

In the good books of who the pollies keep

The Golden Rule

We learned our morals from the bible?

That is never going to ensure our survival

We need to be more grass roots tribal

And leave the fantasies (and frocks) to the priests

Infidelity

Every time I see your cock,

I see her cunt in our bed.

No, I don’t wish you well,

actually, I wish you dead.

No, I don’t forgive you,

I thought we had something real,

go to hell.

People Are Dicks

People are dicks running for the lifts

If they put that much effort

Into the rest of their lives

They would be rich.

Forever Young

Forever Young,

that is what we all want to be.

May our light always shine,

for that is all we can ever hope.

And for the longest time we are thought of

after we're gone.

Tea

Tea is grand to share,

A ceremony for all our souls.

Blossoms in the sun.

Ex Smoker

I think about cigarettes

But it is okay now I’ve quit

As my body doesn’t follow

Down the path of my minds tricks.

It just becomes idle chatter

White noise of a dull whit.

Some distant memory

Of what used to be my hit.

 

Sexism

It's not objectification

if it is a man,

it is only women who cry

if they are looked at the wrong way.

Voyeur

Wiggle wiggle

I watch those hips move.

I watch that arse groove.

I watch the shadows fade in and out

I watch the denim crease up his crack

I watch the material tighten

and then go slack,

I wanna tap that.

Wiggle wiggle.

Is that what they say, I think?

Is that with my hand,

or my eyes,

(hand over my mouth) or my dick?

What does it even mean?

Wiggle wiggle.

Lick it,

Sniff it,

touch it,

squeeze it,

tap it?

Wiggle, wiggle.

I watch those hips move.

I watch his arse groove.

I step the same line

I walk slowly behind

for the full view.

What he doesn't know…

Wiggle, wiggle.

Positivity

Positivity,

it's what I have to remember.

Positivity,

it's nearly December.

Positivity,

I've spent too many days

feeling sad,

feeling bad,

not feeling like I can.

It is a waste of time.

Positivity.

It is amazing

how a mental mind flip

can make you feel grand.

Positivity,

it really is

all in your mind.

Positivity.

Choose to think differently

and you are

already halfway

to happiness.

Tiny Minds

Twinkle, twinkle star

a window to the universe.

Man’s beliefs are absurd.

Remembrance Day

Again it is time to rejoice

in the futility of war.

We never seem to learn,

the next conflict begins.

We don’t get the lesson

from what we’ve done,

that nobody wins.

We use bigger guns.

 

Stormy Weather

Unseasonal rain.

The world is crying at man’s

continuing mistakes.

Rich Rejoice

Bright sun blue skies,

life is a wondrous dance.

Rich Westerners rejoice.

Seasonal Colours

Blue skies are here again,

blowing green in a soft breeze.

All our bright tomorrows.

Extinction

Fog, grey sky,

heavens you continue to cry?

So many creatures die.

Don't Smoke, Men

Don't smoke,

especially if you're a bloke,

because your thing down there,

needs more care.

Don't smoke,

especially if you're a bloke,

because your mate below,

will cease to grow.

You can get to 30

without a care, if you dare,

but after that, they wrote,

you better not smoke.

If you don't 

want your little bloke

to choke

give up the smokes.

It is clear,

the research is here,

give them up, my dear,

when you do, give a cheer.

It is something done

a good fight won

something of which to be proud,

wink, you'll be better endowed.

Family

50 years ago

My family was represented by other souls

all with goals

and their lives unfold.

I miss them

the older generation

who came before me,

who taught me what I know.

Lovely people

who all loved me

who made their lives

so I could make mine.

Sometimes I wish

I could see them once again

to show them how I turned out

in this life I lead.

I think of them often

and miss their quick whit

and their naughty ways

adult things I'd now understand.

When I think it is

10 years, 20 years, 30 years

since they've been gone

life just doesn't seem that long.

What It Could Have Been?

My life should have been

something serene

not something mean

I would have been happy with routine.

If my mother hadn't died

when I was young,

or my daughter hadn't gone mad,

when she'd just begun.

If my father hadn’t drunk,

If my foot hadn’t been clubbed,

If I hadn't got sick

when I had my life to enjoy.

If I hadn't lost

my little boy.

What it could have been

what I see other people have,

the happy, successful life

what would that have been like?

What, would that have been like?

What would that, have been like?

Changing Weather

Changing Weather

Don't know why the sun won't stay up in the sky

Changing weather

Since my man and I just like being together,

It can cloud over, whatever

Oh, yeah

Life is good, happy and smiles everywhere

Changing weather

And I just can't get my good self together,

I'm lazy all the time

Love makes me lazy all the time

When he came along 'contented' walked in and met me.

Oh, yeah

He and I, the old rockin' chairs will get us.

All I do is hope the universe above 

will let us walk in the sun we adore.

We can go on, can go on, can go on, 

ev'ry thing we want is above

Changing weather

Since my man and I got together,

It can cloud over, whatever

We just like being together

All the time.

Map of the Mediterranean Sea

Monaco afternoon

01st June, where the sun shines warm

Spanish Fly

04th of July, a swarthy guy.

Italian Journalist

loving in earnest, all that talk.

Greek member

it is cold in September, with no money to spend

Turkish Saber

don't come here, our borders are closed.

Syrian disaster

everyone run faster, the devil has come

Lebanese Sausage

Cross roads of diversity, they look good in shorts.

Jewish land rights

long, dark nights, encroachments to stop.

Suez Canal

the death knell

Egyptian hell

Muslims swell

Libya's Leader

hacked to death in the street

Tunisian beach

blood on the sheet

Algeria

Where cavemen dwell

Morocco

Where the boys blow

Refugee Policy

Rat tat tat tat tat

The guns of racism sound daily

Disguised as keeping us safe

Keeping the foreigners out of this place

And keeping the politicians

Ruling our space.

Tall Poppy

Be a tall poppy

Run, succeed, win

Be generous when you look back

Because this is where you begin.

Be kind

Think fondly

Remember well, truthfully

Don’t forget,

Because we’ll remember you.

Different

Lane departure, baby,

Beep, beep, beep,

when we deviate.

Who would dare?

we won’t have any

of that “different” here.

We’re not going in

for that sort of thing,

thank you very much.

Foggy Foggy Do

Foggy foggy do

The morning was brittle and grey

The air looked like pea soup

The birds sang anyway.

I gazed out the window

the street had fuzzy edges

cotton wool in the urban meadow

cold like a winter sketch

I was taken aback, I was surprised

I felt a shiver, I felt the cold

Not what I expected as I rise

Shrug, let the day unfold.

Broken Dreams

Broken rice

broken dreams

so many rich people

who are mean.

A cup of beans,

plates of truffles

only for some

humanity buckles.

Shut Up!

Shut up!

Sometimes,

I just wanna scream,

Shut Up World!

Be fucking quiet, all of you,

there is joy in the silence.

Shut up!

Be bored,

fidget, do nothing,

you’ll find inspiration there,

or I will.

Shut up!

It's a Dirty Dirty World

It's a dirty, dirty world,

have you heard?

People say one thing, 

and then they swerve.

It can hurt.

What have you observed?

Trust nobody,

sometimes it’s the system,

sometimes it’s the truth.

Politicians lie

business’ cheat

religion hates

people discriminate.

It’s really tough

people can’t keep up

and the rich wanna

take more,

makes no difference

how rich they are.

And we’re all judged,

on how much we’ve got.

It doesn’t seem to matter

what’s in your heart.

The Relief He Felt

He felt a failure

So he grabbed a sailor

With an azalea

Who had a lovely trailer,

Down by the pool of tranquility.

He felt relief

the sailor helped him forget

If only for a moment

For the time it took to undress,

Down by the pool of “getting wet.”

Mike's Spike

Mike's spike

onya bike

what a delight

in full flight

all his muscles in sight,

as his thighs

peddle him by

in those tight shorts

The Day Starts With Music

At 5.51am

the birdsong begun.

Amen, hooray,

end of the night,

beginning of the day.

True Love

True love,

is sublime,

like lemon grass,

honeysuckle and thyme

Like fine wine,

exquisite strawberry jam,

getting better over time,

like a leg of honey ham.

People who can,

take a chance and ran

into each other’s arms

tasting each other’s charms.

F.U.D.

It is a great thing

being with people you feel safe

who are not afraid,

like you feel 

in other parts of your life,

those people are so hard to find.

Afraid,

so afraid,

told to be afraid,

be afraid.

"The world is a terrible place we will save you,"

say the politicians,

and big business,

all lies, you know,

they want to save their own positions,

that's all.

You feel afraid

we all feel afraid

society tells us

to be afraid,

in this brave new world,

so afraid,

where technology will save us,

everyone is afraid,

are taught to be afraid,

from a very young age,

because it suits so many people

for us all to be afraid.

One Minute to Midnight

As we stare into the void

the only question we ask,

Are there other colours?

The 6 O’clock News

Scandal not depth

disillusion not knowledge

tune in, get the latest

Beauty

Sparkling bright. 

Beauty, the pool where radiance 

lives momentarily. 

Replenish

The grey coastline

wanders by the silent sea.

Dip toes in life again.

 

Modern Pharmaceutical

They would crush a natural cure for cancer

if they could

to make you pay for their chemical,

profit driven goods.

The Rich Eat Their Young

Free Trade the rich

globalise the world

pay the politicians

and fool the poor.

This free trade deal,

with no tariffs to pay,

it is good for you, you know,

the politicians say,

it is good for us all,

but they never say how?


Don’t worry about the planet

falling apart,

big business will gate their communities

their wealth,

and their hearts.


They'll blame the poor


by stealth


and lies


and alibis

and anybody else

who gets in the way.

The problem is

the workers wages

not the bosses lunches

so the execs say.

Not Frightened of Death

I’m not scared of death,

well, perhaps the actual event,

I’m frightened of old age

when I can no longer consent.

Let’s Look Bizarre

Tum di da

let’s go to a bar,

in high heels 

and a bra,

let’s look bizarre.

We can go far

in my car,

follow a star

singing tra la la.

Don't tell ma.

Advertising

I don’t want pearls 

I don’t want a penthouse 

I don’t like girls. 

I want ice cream in swirls 

I want peace on earth 

I want thick black curls 

I don’t want more choices 

I just want nicer things, 

and much quieter voices.

Don't LikeIt?

Don't like gay marriage? Don't have one.

Don't like cigarettes? Don't smoke them.

Don't like abortions? Don't get one.

Don't like sex? Don't fuck anyone.

Don't like drugs? Don't take them.

Don't like porn? Don't watch it.

Don't like alcohol? Don't drink it.

Don't like your rights taken away?

Don't take away someone else's.

Writer's Block

I don't know
where to go
with what to say
feeling grey.

Some days
nothing hey
the world's too much
so rough.

words lost
feeling bossed
too hard
urban scarred.

empty head
blockage dread
life in the way,
another day.

Gods & Monsters

My God is a fuck,

with the man I love.

Jesus was the big cock

around who the boy disciples flocked.

I only see the holy spirit

when a black woman sings,

wailing on high

up on heavens wings.

Allah is so cranky

that he can't show his face.

The Jews have weak stomachs

that's why they watch what they eat.

Buddhists pretend to be happy,

while Hindus do it with cows,

all the time the Jehovah's

are kicking down your doors.

The Mormons have shiny white teeth,

and five wives a piece,

who'd have thought that?

Catholics are anti everything,

unless, of course, it feels bad.

And the Scientologists,

well, they are completely mad.

The deluded go to church

in tweed cardigans and skirts.

The angry go to mosques

wrapping their brains so they don't hurt.

The nauseous go to synagogue,

all day Saturday, I believe.

Some worship fat idols,

some go to confess,

some wear coloured glasses,

why, is any one's guess?

The meek shall get down trodden,

by all of them, as they push

the competition away

and the atheists, who love everyone

will inherit the earth that way.

Living In The Past

Don’t look back
If you were supposed to
You’d have eyes in the back of your head

A roll up weave with rear sensors
Backing cameras with multi lens
De-aging every year until you are dead.

Visions, transference of consciousness
A time machine brain chip
Maybe a gyroscope in your flip top head.

21st Century Play

Stare at the screen
hold the portal to the world
play a mindless game,
never realise they’re bored.

Keep them distracted,
don’t let them be political
then the capitalists
can do as they will.

Joe Hockey [02]

What would you know,

about the ordinary sch’mo?

How the world goes,

with your millionaire wife,

and your out of touch life.

Angry man

fat politician.

Joker’s wild

stupid smile

on your dial.

The public riled,

poor people defiled,

unemployed chided.

To get a good budget,

not big business puppet,

you need a good treasurer

to give the public pleasure,

especially if we are paying him

to stay at his house.

How many policies have you got through,

from this year,

or any other year?

You just need to get a better job

or it is to the back bench you go,

you fat knob.

21st Century Day

7 hours sleep,

7 hours work,

7 hours play,

a few hours to waste.

Work life balance,

what a disgrace.

What Is Age?

Some have old faces

and young hearts,

Some have young faces

and old hearts,

Age is just a number

that sets us a part.

Minimum Requirement

Any idiot

can get a driver’s licence

a mobile phone plan,

a credit card,

operate an ATM,

it would seem.

Who said

they can’t learn?

Benchmark the dumb,

get them to spend,

prepare them for life,

that’s all that matters

in the end.

House Work

You can see

why certain people

get a certain pleasure

from house work,

there is a certain

sense of achievement.

For those with low

expectations in life,

I would guess,

and nothing 

more important

to address.

None Of Us Are Getting Out Alive

None of us are getting out of here alive

I reckon it all starts when we are five

the joy and the fun in living excites

shiny new things are in your sights.

Your teen years expand the world

when your limbs and sex unfurl

two score years we all go wild

party, mingle, fuck, beguile.

Marriage and children,

life's never the same.

Money saved.

Chest shaved.

Quadruple bypass.

Out to grass.

Grandchildren came.

Pills and frames.

Staring at the grave.

Memories gone,

for everyone.

Death

What does it matter,

all of this?

As my life flashes before me,

what did I miss?

22.06.2015

Do I make a wish

As I fall into the abyss?

Do I take stock

as the clock stops?

Do I regret

My set

Now the end

I’ve met?

Do I

Cry

Now I

Die?

17.09.2023

The End Justifies The Means

Tony Abbott,

you saw the 1950s

and grabbed it,

that made you feel safe

after the failed God fuck

you escaped.

Bully boy punch the wall

to get your way,

women look small,

tell any lie

big or tall,

anything or die

to get the top job,

god save Australia

from this yob.

 

Job Interviews

Job interviews

are the blues

shirt and tie

choke and die

self doubt

calls you out

ask questions

it depends

if I care

do I dare?

Where do

you see you

in 5 years time?

Nothing comes to mind.

What do you like about us?

Nothing much,

the money in my pocket

can I say that?

Does it matter

no reason better

does that shatter

HR chatter

about a career path,

what a laugh.

just give me a chance

to advance

I promise

I will dance.

I just want to eat

and keep off the street.

 

Domestic Violence

I love you. I hate you. You don't leave. I love you. I hate you.

Why don't you leave?

I love you. I hate you. I love you. I hate you. I love you. I hate you.

I love you. I hate you. I love you. I hate you. I love you. I hate you.

I love you. I hate you. I love you. I hate you. I love you. I hate you.

I love you. I hate you. I love you. I hate you. I love you. I hate you.

I love you. I hate you. I love you. I hate you. I love you. I hate you.

I love you. I hate you. I love you. I hate you. I love you. I hate you.

I love you. I hate you. I love you. I hate you. I love you. I hate you.

I love you. I hate you. I love you. I hate you. I love you. I hate you.

I kill you.

One Happy Sh'mo

Don't you wish, sometimes

when you are sitting on the dish, sometimes

that all that pent up crap

would flow right out of you

just like that,

pull the stopper

let it go,

leaving you feeling free

with a glow,

one happy sh’mo.

Casual Sex

This punani is priceless

all you have to do is play nice

and you can have this

you won't have to ask twice

I'll give it to ya, I'm not cold

what are you saving it for

too soon we'll be too old

nobody'll want your treasures

you always need someone to hold

no reason, just for the pleasures

it gives you are untold.

 

When You Are On A Good Thing, Stick To It

Welcome to Hollywood

where magic and fantasy happen,

where dreams come true,

where they now make the same movie

over and over again

for the pleasure of me and you

It’s a con, shhhh!

The dream factory

no more.

Spread your legs like a whore,

if you wanna be a star

pretty will get you far.

Joe Hockey [01]

Joe Hockey

Slow Mocky

Mo Cocky

Dumb Rocky

Lying Toppy

Fat Sloppy

Big Stocky

Yo Dopey!

No clue,

clever ruse,

or just an excuse?

Can somebody be

that stupid?

Fat cupid

with a trophy wife. 

June Is A Harsh Mistress

I hate June,

if she were a girl

she would be called

a cold bitch.

A short

dark

miserable, 

frosty, cow.

Nobody likes June,

she has a heart of ice,

a negative demeanour

and a dour soul.

She's a miserable slapper

with a bad temper

who can turn from light to dark

in the blink of an eye.

I hate June.

And her sister July,

nobody much

likes her either.

There Is Trouble in the Gypsy Village [02]

Footsteps approach

from behind,

spines chill

and excite,

search lights

scan the sky,

a dog barks

in the night,

a car starts cold

and chugs away,

a voice calls out,

in fright,

the moon shines

with white light,

a cat's shadow 

stretches across the wall,

fluffy clouds drift,

eclipse the light,

a siren wails

in the distance,

the wind blows,

slow and cool,

the scent of Jasmine

floats by,

you can almost hear

the collective sigh.

There is Trouble in the Gypsy Village [01]

Footsteps

search lights

dogs bark

a car starts

a voice calls out

a cat's shadow 

the moon shines

a siren wails

the wind blows

the scent of Jasmine 

floats by

 

Down Under Love Call

I heard the magpies

call this morning,

worba worba worba worba worba worba warra.

It made my heart sing,

a down under love call.

Home.

It reminded me

of the Wimmera

and those mornings

on my uncle’s farm,

it reminded me

of this wide brown land

stretching out

in front of us all.

Regret

I got by in life on a wing and a prayer

If I couldn’t do it I didn’t care

And now I have reached this age 

I look back at my life and nothing is there

 

All Over Bar the Shouting

I think it is a great shame

that the human race is headed for oblivion

man had so much potential.

Men

He doesn’t mind

the smell of his own bum crack.

He giggles like a boy.

 

The Meaning of Love

Love

Love me

Love you

Love each other

and the world turns

and the story evolves

empires begin

Personal Responsibility

Shoot the drug dealers

that will take away the pain

of a drug addicted mind

War

Come on get on with it,

be a patriot,

(whatever that is)

defend our country

(from whomever there is)

come back a hero

(whatever that means)

ride in the parade,

(one leg shot off)

have the people

(those who stayed behind)

wave in admiration,

(you’re a celebrity)

like you have done something,

(worthwhile?)

other than kill

(the nightmares begin)

and maim,

(that is the game)

provoking an enemy

to do the same.

 

Where Are You Now

I dunk chocolate coated

scotch finger biscuits

into my hot tea.

I listen to James Blunt,

the rain falls heavily 

on the roof.

Then the sun shines

and I go out for fresh air,

just to breath it in.

Gotta ask yourself 

the question,

"Where are you now?"

Look around,

the sky is blue,

the light, bright.

Walk the dog,

and eat Pad Thai

in the afternoon.

Re-Writing Our Lives

Slowly, slowly

property developers

delete our lives

for profit.

Who is the War For?

Ice is a scourge killing the young

but, this is not how the war will be won

(telling half truths)

only how our song is sung

in the pages of the popular news.

Ice is a scourge killing the young,

as a drama it is number one,

(in our drama addicted lives)

this is not how the war will be won,

unless we look at the problem before ice begun.

Ice is a scourge killing the young

addicted from the very first try,

(fools and horses cry)

we are not beyond telling any lie,

to somehow make our fear match the crime.

 

Creative

Rondeau

haiku

senryu

how do you do?

Sonata

cantata

rhyming speech

eat a peach?

Lyric ode

couplet mode

Bruce Dawe

write some more.

The Meaning of Life

The sun is shining

the grass is green

that is all life

is meant to mean

Smoking

I like smoking.

I don't smoke, but I like smoking.

I did smoke,

but I don't smoke any more.

I liked smoking, though,

the style,

the charm,

it was who I am.

I was good at it.

I thought it was cool, for the longest time.

And now it's a crime.

Death Row

Commit the crime, do the time.

Is there a worse thing to say

to someone on death row?

Are people that unthinking

or that unkind?

Or simply that blind?

I cry for Andrew

and for Myuran too,

but I also cry

for Australia

and Australian’s

for how hard

their "fair go" 

has become.

Capitalism

Goodness is a bore

Business is a whore

(3rd world) People are the price

You pay for nice things.

Winner

I make an investment

in my future every week

I buy a lottery ticket

so life can be sweet

Age

Young men become old men

beautiful women decay.

After 25 life slips away

tick tock, tick tock, tick…

Anorexia

Belinda Houghton

you sad thing

now that you are slim.

Running, running, all the time

even with your body

in decline.

You must get fit, you say,

you must get thin

you need help, I say, to win

We All Presume To Live Until We Are Old

Another school buddy dies,

I still remember Russell’s dark, dark eyes.

Another face on the school photo with a cross,

adding to our generation's loss.

Halfway through our lives

we thought we'd all survive.

So full of life,

we thought we'd never die.

Apparently, all a lie.

I Can Waste Time at the Speed of Light

I so love to piss around,

I might as well hold my dick

permanently in my hand

Religion

Flat-earth truths

Punching way above their weight

Somehow are sacred

The Methadone Pack

I walked passed the closed Carlton chemist

at 11.06 on a sunny Sunday on my morning walk.

There was a pack of methadone junkies waiting at the door for their hit,

standing around in all their toothless decrepitude.

Short and fat, tall and thin, chewing, twitching, vacant, disheveled, still,

sunken lined-faces, missing teeth, track suits, crooked smiles, bare feet,

like milk cows waiting at the dairy doors,

we pretend not to see.

Office Politics

After you have said good morning

to your work colleagues

you must engage some more

before you go quiet and tune the world out

otherwise social convention breaks down,

apparently. 

Mrs Penny

My childhood neighbour,

Coral Penny,

with her citrus kaftans billowing

would chase us away

from her prize winning garden

with the attitude

of a champion harridan cursing

from her door to the fence

from where we would

have long since departed

running off down the street.

Joy Divine

Joy Divine

smokes 100 a day

drinks a box of wine

curses like the devil

and spits on the ground.

She is never nice

to be around.

She'll give you a look,

up and down

if she thinks you are 

taking the piss

she'll cut you and frown.

 

100 is the New 80

You will live until you are 100,

they say.

So you will work until you are 70,

they say.

It will still be a sign of the under achievers,

I say.

The working class, to the bitter end.

The poor, the rich,

the great divide.

The disenfranchised, the unlucky

work until you die.

Neoliberalism

It's a sad indictment

on modern society

that financial advisors

need legislation

to stop them cheating

their customers.

Power companies,

telcos,

credit companies

car salesmen

real estate agents

and marketers too.

To name just a few.

Epidemic of Sorry

Sorry they say

as the lift doors open.

Sorry they say

as they pass in the street.

Sorry they say

when they have spoken.

Sorry they say

when their gazes meet.

Sorry they say

quite automatically,

so spontaneously,

when they drink tea,

even when they breath.

Soon they’ll say

sorry as they greet.

Everybody is sorry

in the 21st century,

everybody is sorry

it would seem.

 

Belief

Theology College,

esteemed institutions,

halls of learning

dedicated to studying

flat-earth truths,

dedicated to studying

the theory of metaphor,

dedicated to studying

nothing real at all

Dedication

It is all good

I got into law at uni

I'm going to be rich

 

Happy Friday 13th

May a black cat cross your path

and may you not drop down dead.

May a ladder walk under you

and may you not fall on its head.

Strange Thoughts

Do you ever see a torn aluminium can in the street

wondering what it would feel like

running your finger along the sharp edge?

Do you wonder how deep the flesh would cut?

The amount of blood spilled?

The sting?

Do you ever blush at such thoughts?

Motherly Love

You lay in bed awake, waiting.

Eventually, you could hear my sports car

coming from a distance.

You say, you’d fall asleep, satisfied

before I got to the front door.

Most accidents happen 1k from home.

HR Professional

How many times have I heard HR

explain a wage freeze sincerely,

while at exactly the same time

their wages were being adjusted for CPI.

Irony, is seldom

an HR professional’s gift.

Not That into You

You'll do

for this moment,

but you're not a keeper

so don't expect it.

 

The Truth

Not everyone can see it.

Everyone will be blind some of the time,

some will never see,

some won’t see due to their beliefs,

some can’t, because they can’t,

some don’t because it doesn’t suit,

some wilfully stand firm.

The truth, it’s absurd.

Waiting

He should be home by now.

It is getting dark,

the roads are wet,

he is over due,

not a word.

Why hasn’t he called?

The rain falls menacingly,

tap, tap, tap.

Every noise,

makes you jump

makes your hand shake

makes your heart skip.

You are being silly

you know that.

The doorbell rings.

She's Leaving

Turn and walk away

don't look back or you'll blow it

you know that.

Let the promise

of happiness

take you by the hand.

By Definition

Islam, man?

The moderates denounce the violence,

the militants say they are doing Mohammad's work.

On this they disagree.

But they both know Allah is supreme,

so how could the hate

not be his work.

Regret

It is so true,

it is not the things I do that I regret,

it is the things that I don’t do

that cause me pain.

Be brave.

You have a lot to lose.

 

Why?

Some people box

some people fly

some people fall down and die

we don't know why?

 

God

I only see God

when a black woman sings.

Eagles soar effortlessly.

 

Addiction

There is no such thing as addiction,

just unchecked behaviour

and excuses not to change.

Look Away

I don’t tie my shoe laces

because it drives other people crazy

some people can’t look away

I’m perpendicular, no lazy.

Remorse

Is remorse dependent on gain?

I am sorry because I'll get something.

Usually, better karma.

Self

Surely no offence

if what is being said is true.

People are unaware.

Falling for You

Boom, bang

crash, clang,

I think I am falling for you,

love is grand.

I hold my heart out to you

beating in my hand.

Losers

We lose our privacy as

politician's lose in the polls.

Lies become truths.

Da Dah

De dit, de dit, de dit, de dit daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Hope is hell,

waiting for the spell,

to work,

or shirk.

Da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da...

I Just Don't Like It

I never drink peppermint tea.

No, never.

It's hardly a man's drink, 

now is it?

Girls drink peppermint tea,

it's the natural order of the world.

I'm not worried about my masculinity,

don't get me wrong,

I just don't like it.

Don't You Love It?

Don't you love the people who say, "That's just wrong,"

and that is all they have to offer.

It's almost as good as, those who say, "whatever,"

often said with a snarl.

Generic answers from generic people

who haven't had an original idea their whole lives.

So many stupid people.

The Weekend

Drugs, sex, rock and roll, here I cum.

Snout in the trough,

waggling my tail, that's the dream.

I want to be piggy, piggy all night long.

Its a good way to spend you youth

Don't let the olds tell you its wrong.

Get out and live your life

there are so few years when you are young,

I made life long friends passing the bong.