Another year, another me. It’s a bit strange – I started this blog as a legitimate blog with some poems from time to time but over time it quickly became a place for me to publish pieces which I could not find homes for, or pieces I just wanted to let loose onto the world instead […]
Our issues melt away and run, like dirty water into drainage pipes. Black fishes into estuaries. When we are out of each other’s sight, we’ll be out of our minds. Flushed away and forgotten. Invariably some scum stays: stains on a manhole. Is it disgusting? For me to wish thusly: I want to know everything. What are you […]
a subject lost in beard of old white men. boy bastards, us three. three accidents. don’t you get it? I want to be unknowable as a truth. lose the leashed thread. here is a map. walk it; I blank the names, distance distance.
On the backstreet home, watch out for black cats stalking your footsteps. Don’t step in puddles with your high-heeled horseshoes: the clack draws all sorts of bad folk. Knock on wooden doors along the way – let them know you are there, once, or twice: unexpected deaths come in threes. Ring every bell – let […]
spwm day 7
written for Alt Txt – Experimental Poetry workshop, conducted by Desmond Kon Title taken from Rainer Maria Rilke’s The Sonnets to Orpheus, No.18 14 fixed words (although I guess I should have shifted stanza 1 to make a spine with stanzas 2-4) Should come back and edit this some day
Dip your toes before you dive into the water. Yes, this world will burn you. It will set you alight with desire and boil your blood. Feel the heat run through your veins. It only ever rises, higher, and higher. Can you feel it? That frantic drumbeat, the code of a man set aflame, each […]