23 June 2018
Formless
22 June 2018
The Temple of a Thousand Buddhas
16 May 2018
Coydogs
15 May 2018
Panthers
the sickly hours draw near I’ve been out on the prowl feasting with panthers and laying with the low life bleeds out from my promiscuous
regions my seed, the gift of our
benefactor was spilled on vulgar ground a menagerie of brightly polished fossils perched four and twenty deep on a blackened
bow each was perfectly honed to provide the keen edges a boy could
shred his soul on
there’s a laboratory in my mind where pornographic experimentations are
crudely coupled with shameful memories so I
make meat in wee small hours to feed the fire that burns in my loins ever the same incessant pounding of a
thousand heartbeats a tide of lovers float into memory people like us know what we’re doing people like us have rapacious hearts
3 May 2018
Puppets
I may exaggerate
from time to time
stretch the truth a little
for the sake of the narrative
but there’s no soup here
and no side story
what you see
you might not get
just ask Yo Yo and Psycho Sue
everybody knows my name
even if they can’t place the face
you dummied up nice
but you don’t listen so good
I don’t hold any papers
and I never did
back in the once upon a time
I gave the world a little distance
just enough space to think straight
I have demons to contend with
but I can stand their scrutiny
if they can stand mine
everyone is tyrannised by something
fear is the prime motivator
name that fear
and you name the man
.
28 April 2018
Modern Romance
no-one gets their jollies on the night shift
unless they’re sniffing boot polish
or drinking the windolene
there’s a lot of it about
some like to spank monkeys
while others drag the low end
trawling for the mantovani
but it’s sometimes hard to tell
cats from dogs in the virtual
and often a suspect package
is mistaken for exotic booty
in some sort of synthetic romance
only the lonely care to understand
.
19 April 2018
Cockroach God
Skid row junkies shuffle dance like broken bears. They smile spoiled milk and stink of stale sweat and rotted flesh. The zombie nation has risen. Semi stiff cardboard men – flaccid humanity face down in the gutter. Hostile corners teem with cockroach people - knives half shut with disgraceful wings. Blood is brown clotted on the lips of scarecrow men with hair on fire. Three overcoats wrapped around breathless bodies. Dull drunk and frenzied sober faces searching for significance - thirsty souls on a death mission. Every bindle stiff who can lift his lids eyes you up for the short prize
“Can you spare some change… “
And why are you here?
Morbid curiosity?
Perversion?
Did you get lost?
Are you passing through, or have you joined the congregation of the cockroach god?
.
13 April 2018
Higher Ground
11 April 2018
Snakes and Ladders
29 March 2018
Gummy Bears
“Yes you do.”
28 March 2018
Green Mind
Roll me a fat one
My brand of choice
God’s own medicine
Something I can use
To feel the touch
Of a higher power
There is one great truth
There is one great lie
No contradictions here
I embrace them both
Within my green mind
.
25 March 2018
Ferrets
I thought I’d made a friend
I made more than a friend
I made a fucking enemy
I wish she’d pack her bags
And return to her ferret factory
I don’t need the hassle
Of an extra arsehole
It’s hard enough
Managing my own
She made a scene
But I really don’t mind
I could still have her any time
.