Thursday, December 2, 2010


a hole in the sky
his heart too small to keep him
from earth's hard embrace

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The darkening sky
reveals fresh new stars to me
moment by moment

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seagulls and sparks fly
gunshots ring shocking the heart
give love a bad name

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Red dwarf heart of the
Human nova, final beat
Before extinction

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city lights float up
twinkling through a ceaseless glass
coldly receding

Saturday, November 20, 2010


shots of my mother,
found upstairs in an old book,
pressed like a red rose.

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many tried to copy
the pout, the breasts, the allure
none chose the despair

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things done and not done
twists and turns and trails of smoke
how things might have been

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It’s done – the deed, oh!
Now she tries to protect you,
"Jack, Jack… I’m waiting."

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unbeknown to her
she would star in a dark tale
sadly her last role

Saturday, November 13, 2010


Eugenicists at
Red Cross dispense life or death
In blood bag lottery

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My eyes are closed tight,
teeth clenched, I hear the doctor,
and a dripping sound.

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Even in these times
Irony of his blood type
Is not lost on us

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a bag of red rum
blood suckers wetting their lips
just b positive

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terribly sorry su
you need your blood so very much
more than we do

Saturday, November 6, 2010


if you see buddha
in the grove of ancient trees
strangle him slowly

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the tree unmindful
slowly embraces Buddha
mindful, he minds not

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Tree stands tall and proud
Roots of Budhism anchored
Firmly to the earth

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In a sun drenched place,
the wilted traveler recalls
Ozymandias

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a quick sniff of blow
still standing the test of time
A god or still high

Monday, October 25, 2010



"Pretty young girl show?"
Summer sweat runs down my back.
Mekong Whiskey time!

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numbly hungry not for food
but something aching deep down
maybe those x's can feed...

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when love is nowhere
a substitute can be found
for a price too dear

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Youthful waywardness
Needs second thoughts when we know
The Matroesjka's history

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best actresses tempt
empty hearts or broken dreams
light disperses all

Saturday, October 16, 2010


Near the grassy knoll,
unknown gunmen and Hoffa
ride Cuban saucers.

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Alain yum-cha
Giant nipples in the sky
Shaojie, maidan

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the sad cow watches
his sphincter gone to heaven
where the tricksters are

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The wind is so strong
now I have to tend rice fields
without my best hat

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warm warmer warmer
no come back, I am here
cold colder colder

Monday, October 11, 2010


the filth of the world
crash the garden of eden
theirs for the taking

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Romance and carnage
Twenty years before the mast
Aye, aye, there she blows

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Pirates of old stole
the gold. Now there’s a hanker
to nick a tanker.

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Some Pacific coast,
Aubrey on the quarterdeck,
Maturin below

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look on ye forward
if footing be it stable
arrival then moot

Monday, October 4, 2010


trolley dodgem hell
the quick, the dead, the hungry
tackle that waitress!

two plates of ha gao!
white pepper for the congee!
sticky rice with pork!

over pu-erh tea
we sit, survey the wreckage
Shaojie, maidan!

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oh, that hurried pace
a glimpse of earthly pickings
but what for the soul

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Place population
In the steamers, feed to plants
Makes more sense this way

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delicate small mounds
topped with tasty brown mushrooms
nipples or dim sum?

Friday, September 24, 2010


my microscope blurred
motes borne on the abstract sea
in opposition

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pink, blue, blue, pink
the giant amoebas float by
as tree marries television!

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Thought transference through
diverse mediums – HELP ME
Sorry I’m just a fish.

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Felix just hoicked
And up came a fur ball - Yoiks!
Not a happy cat

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big bertha, small sun/son
earth and moon, entwined escape
from Fuji san's/son's/sun's milk

Tuesday, August 31, 2010


two of me in hand
is worth less than one of me
on your balcony

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a finch in a pinch
giving a one eyed staredown
happy to just be

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asphalt and concrete
a nowhere flickers with life
sparrow's arrival

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hey little fellow
having a break from seeking union
with the sunlit window.

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what we see here folks
is flying vermin, (but cute)
lice everywhere

Thursday, August 19, 2010


Wheels within wheels
Mechanical, political
The world keeps turning.

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a man of the world
one that he made for himself
swapping steel for sun

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sex organ of the
technological machine,
man becomes subsumed.

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how very beautiful
that behind that mechanical feat,
an ordinary man

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steel and man entwine
meshing together at last
encircling them both

Wednesday, August 4, 2010


Deep hues of nightfall
Warm, alone, I own it all
At least until dawn

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this perfect urban
inviolate, peopleless,
non-human heaven

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lights are so pretty
I compose a little poem
not very witty

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Long hot summer night
I have found a reason to live,
walking the city.

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lights stay on for the
cold steel heart of the city
humanity gone

Tuesday, July 20, 2010


Sad and all alone,
No one I can call my own.
Why don't girls like me?

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You rage on Stoney
Careful where you point that gun
You may off someone

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as they say in France
'appyniss is a warm gun
bang bang, shoot shoot, yeah

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so what do ya want
more population control
squeeze the trigger, man

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Get away from me
with those damn rusty scissors
and that dull razor

Monday, July 12, 2010


in a black mirror
waters of life corrupted
my dark twin stares back

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an upside down world
where white-less eyes greet your gaze
mute in their despair

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oh, that sweet sweet crude
makes water reflect itself
and maybe smoke more

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colours glow,images flow
the primal pond of existence
keeps flowing - keeps growing...

Monday, July 5, 2010


Fates divine union
a child born from warring tribes
he chooses wisely

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Dignity remains
First nation spirits have flown
Gone, not forgotten

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what words can arise
upon seeing this wisdom
just thank you, and sorry

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Did cities once rise
Now long forgotten and lost?
What songs did they sing?

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calm yet fierce, he stands
waiting for the Great Spirit
bewildered absence

Monday, June 28, 2010


years of diligence,
meditative yoga, so
I can see my heel.

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with absolutely no effort
the center piece of the sculpture
manifested formlessly

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mastery attained
and now coiled like a spring
waiting to go BOING!

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Living Triskelion
Quocunque Jekeris Stabit
Or Mr Terre’ Blanche?

Monday, June 21, 2010


effortlessly i sow
miraculously crops grow
this divine life flow

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the cold autumn sun
shimmering the field to sleep
man oblivious

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the sun a halo
sanctifying the sower
and blessing his work

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"The field is purple,
and dude, the sky is, like, green!
or am I just high?"

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I love two painters
van Gogh is my favourite
Constable comes next

(Phwooar! scraped it in to the fifth spot Tony!)

Tuesday, June 15, 2010


We swam and drank beer,
Last summer, just you and me.

Now, alone, I'll die

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Modern Weaponry

Gives video game choices
With no reset button

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a sleepwalker's trance
through an endless world of death
too tired to wake up

Monday, June 7, 2010


drift in the current
distant shores gold with the sun
shimmer in the haze

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clouds in clear water
this origami smokestack
reckless fingers weave

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Hands withered with time
Perform familiar actions
Mind soars, body withdraws.

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bowing at gangas feet
in an embrace so tender
and a hug so brutal

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summon the great zeus,
this river of green gift-wrapped,
just a spark, mind you.

Friday, May 7, 2010


Here is a work of
Art to grace your wall, We call
It Mother's Whistler

Saturday, April 24, 2010


liberation now
as it is realised that
i am not the rock

Thursday, April 15, 2010


the little death
a languorous swim at night
all in a twinkling

Wednesday, April 7, 2010


wee folk lead the dance
a thousand housewives follow
all nowt but child's play

Wednesday, March 31, 2010


the arc of history
sensible behind these eyes
the gaze too intense

Tuesday, March 23, 2010


the burden of narcissism
manifests as art and yet carries not
a glimmer of self deprecation.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010


Shemales beat the drum
Rhythm and magick abound
Continents connect.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010


Waves in the ether
Communing with the Great Spirit
Reverence in the air

Wednesday, March 3, 2010


the sins of the past
ruined lives long since ended
all unremembered

Friday, February 19, 2010


cigars and horses
sweating men with rolled up sleeves
bald with old tattoos

Friday, February 12, 2010


no matter the time
it's always reassuring
to find myself not dead

Wednesday, February 3, 2010


such a pretty spot
the perfection of the breeze
blowing my mind

Wednesday, January 27, 2010


flowers of fire
bloom in short-lived ecstasy
floating in languor

Monday, January 18, 2010


Summer by the pool.
I'm tanned and reading Nietszche,
while the cat skin-dives

Tuesday, January 12, 2010


a sphere was fashioned
in unfamiliar form
not real but seeming