TIME.

Time was a friend Whose company once appreciated Now unwanted. Whose voice once soothed Now pains me. Whose face, comforted Now disfigured, frightening. Whose embrace, desired Now offends. Whose eyes, warm Now glazed and distant. Whose word, trustworthy Now worthless. Whose smile, reassuring Now suspicious, sinister. Whose nature, enthusiastic Now sullen. Time was a friend NowContinue reading “TIME.”

INFOMERCIALS.

The gaunt, trembling and profusely perspiring buffoon Coping with male pattern baldness by living Vicariously through horribly stitched puppets Grumbles nonsense into the ears of Subhuman cretins Suffering cerebral degeneracy while Simultaneously expanding the capacity Of their writhing love for Poorly made household goods Which inevitably find a home In some far away cupboard Never toContinue reading “INFOMERCIALS.”

SNOW GLOBES.

I find myself far too often, in the land of surreal fever dreams. This paradigm is confusing, its orientation boggles the mind and I begin to sweat. The chimp in drag walks by upright and smiles, maybe he says something too. I can’t recall. I’m taken to a place of no description, expected to performContinue reading “SNOW GLOBES.”

CIRCA 2020.

Circa 2020 post apocalyptic bottom feeding chaos monkeys gorge on the powdered milk barren wasteland Fonterra created While women’s breasts are tagged and bagged, shipped off to leather chair dollar men, well fed they are. Holy ghosts of homosapien hydrogen bombs halo in burning skies above desolate cityscape no escape from hopeless town where RabbisContinue reading “CIRCA 2020.”

LAW.

The mystic experience of suburban sidewalk propaganda machines toilet humour disguised as law enforcement salt and peppered virgins detest being served. A monkey wears a hat do I shake his hand? He hurls his shit at me. I guess not. Perplexed by universal sitcom life I remove my third eye gift it to an infant.Continue reading “LAW.”

Jervois.

I hear the narcissistic ramblings of pretentious inheritance meat sack vulgar chokes as it tries to describe privilege to captivated recipient who is  gazing in admiration not immune to this fable, salivating for the gospel of success. But my skin crawls beneath poverty – striken threads stomach churns visions of struggle blood, sweat and tears, no stains onContinue reading “Jervois.”

Perhaps.

Perhaps I’ll place these eyes in pockets and ears in silent boxes. Perhaps I’ll pin this tongue to ground and put an end to all its wagging. Perhaps I’ll scatter teeth in fields, to be found by lonesome farmer. Perhaps I’ll shave this head again and make a wig for father time. Perhaps I’ll stealContinue reading “Perhaps.”

THE FINAL THOUGHT.

If I have the honour, the privilege, of reaching old age, I do intend to make the most of it. Right up to the point where I begin to lose cerebral functionality, or fall terminally ill. If I happen to slip into the spiral of decline, doomed to dwindle away, becoming a frail, trembling, dependentContinue reading “THE FINAL THOUGHT.”

COLOSSUS

Once again, I am blanketed by the shadow of this colossus. Its influence stretches to the horizon and conceivably, further yet. I lay silent. Between the moment of breath and exhalation, the earth speaks hesitantly, trembling and nervous, pleading for a tear drops pity, but we are one in the same, so I shall sobContinue reading “COLOSSUS”

A New Day.

The morning carried with it a distressing chill, suspending breath, blurring vision. All was silent, save the spluttering of a few cold motors that coughed and choked their way along great concrete veins, which soon would suffer varicose, as sun broke the spell of moons slumber, calling those tired eyes to open wide and guideContinue reading “A New Day.”