Month: September 2019


Suspended in God’s gelatine, the stars are various unnamed slices of fruit, plucked off the last tree in the world. We are all ark-like on this blessed day, this day of endless rainstorm and wind, the invitation letter of an eternal flood. Or – I might be exaggerating. Some times call for simpler things to […]


In the parcel of your tongueI found my heart wrapped in webs. Spun from a different perspective, this love is a narrative, and not a saga. A story, not merely a chapter.If every heart is a fist-sized thing then all love is violence. The Grinch’s heart grew threetimes its size. Imagine all the damage you […]


My therapist described the pain as a knot bundled up in the body. Asshe started to try and smooth it out,I couldn’t help but imagine a bundle of yarn veined about my back. Imagineeach string coming loose, one by one, as the minute hand ticks on, the soundits own perverse voyeur. In some aspectsall pain […]


Come walk with me on this side of the street.The other side is full of riff-raff who want.The crossing itself is a tribulation, one most are not equipped to do. The traffic’s too fast,and we’re all heading in the same direction,aren’t we? I wouldn’t know. There’s a bendup ahead, and from there our paths diverge,but […]


Hammer drum the nail behind a spineI am letting God go to work on my backthe notches of my spine as steeples andthe bruises as my alms and offerings Oftentimes pain is the sign of existence plenty of our relations are based around itI think about its transactional nature and I am tempted to say […]


Every day the same bitterness,every day the words hide in the back of the throat, every day mouths shut against the light. Every day I am reconfiguring what I want myself to be, what I want everyone to hear. There is an art to this manner of magic, this two-faced trickery we call civility. Anger? […]


In the small parcel of your tongue I found a greeting card with no addresseeto be found. We’ve always had a weak spot like that, always wanting to bring home the strays from the pound, always wanting to let in more than we can let ourselves. I am dutifulso I sought to deliver it to […]


Allowing anger to flow in the vein A line of silver down a long highwayBreathing in to displace the haze Of yesterday’s fury and today’s melancholy The future is a glassy hourglass Filled with the ashes of mankind All my concerns and worries are sacrosanct but ultimately pointless in the face of greater problems See […]


Deputise the means of resistance /I’m folding over in my cell-room of misplaced desire / scrabbling at stone walls with a stolen spoon / oh give me an answer you quiet / give me the key you masked bastard / your face forever in the shadow of an oversized ego / I walked into this […]


good fucking day to you good sir you defiler of the motherbreast arsonist in all the fields of studyyou shut your face to the light that bends itself around the rimof a black hole as though you too would not be sucked in good fucking sir you’re rich enough to understand that money cannot buy […]