cold winds; tram

Overheard when i was on a tram the other day, a man with no hair but tattoos all over his body talking to a short girl in a bowler hat and torn jeans: “I have a philosophical idea that i’d like to run past you. It seems that unlike in the sciences where there are … Read more

spam flarf attack

a flarf poet aims to say nothing at all yet be understood this poet always fails the celebration of successful old poets is famous evening dinner gown svilver pantaloon goblet of glistening crescendo stiletto dagger in the open mic air flarf poet avoids the pollution of other poets [of] other poetry to be {known} is … Read more

too many dead genii

sorry for the last post, which was a bit drunken. I have left it up to help counter the more nuanced garbage that i usually write. What else have I been busy with? Wasting time in Minecraft again, on the AU server (mcau.org) and also attempting to make mods. Here is a screenshot of a … Read more

nogood midnite post

ooh what a contradictory mess. bjm + fart + bandwagon + idiot wine + corck + bagawan at 6 to midnight. what about the water pissstol? i think there is a sort of revolution about to happen. I always think this. bulle and pull the titoff. methodrone strange juxtposition. i refuse to agree that i … Read more

Ettrema

a difficult wigwam walk down into Ettrema gorge.. the remotest place in the Budawangs perhaps.. endless scrub and scratches.. rock hopping starry nights, bottle of wine aka moorhose, wet splashy waterfall washes naked hopping into streams.. endless birdsongs hopping thru twiglets. big dark humanity just a whisper in the sky.. satellites and meteorites.. we alone … Read more

stupid news

.back at ANU studying latin, greek, and rocks. I nearly bought somerset maugham and graham greene from a bookstore trestle table but found myself in electric shaddows bookshop buying frank moorehouse and geoff page instead, modern boys. I discover and like that greeks wrote mainly in lowercase. also like that meteorites are in the news … Read more

diagnosis

– thoughts flicker through the mountain ash of my tired brain – Happy new year to poets worldwide. May your spandangles glisten with the resemblances of a fertile whimsy. i drink whisky 2u. 1 dream last nite – lung cancer diagnosis in a world grown green and dark – machine gun – living in broken … Read more

new year

Happy new year to poets worldwide. May your spandangles glisten with the resemblances of fertile whimsy.