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  • This is my muse: g: sheer magnificence

    I’ve read much outlined beauty, of muses fair faces, and countenance, purity, mild- Sunlight in a green garden, with tea, and a portrait of a pretty virgin lady, I’ve seen Swinburne and Baudelaire, down on their knees, at villainous harpies Even tho you be both, so your muse is greater, your beauty a flawless diamond,…

  • Centres: loves logic in a natural hip hop

    I’m a melancholy knight, out in nature, distracted in processing loves language- …. Song- hibiscus flowers Chatter A magpie enters Like sunlight arriving Ramjet asks Someone or something And I, unlike me, join in Laughing Magpie rapping And ramjet says something And i say anything- …. Magpie comes back in Ramjet repeats “anything” A crow…

  • Love poetry, a horror story

    I know, just as natural as John Barleycorn’s field My heart will be broke open, misconstrued, My words used in harm, by the creepy minds That bloody the cornfield horror story around me But from me, I tell thee, I’ll not poison the blade From me, I’ll give thee light, and my light mingles, Your…

  • Centres: your career under heaven, a night-dream

    Obviously you’re not from the same school as me, ever since then I’ve been Rambling round writing verse, drawing portraits, songs play on my words Trying to find you: words to make music of your image, absent impression I held to my heart so dearly, clung to, the unfound, longed for tho without sound Where…

  • Centres: your career under heaven, a daydream

    As everyday begins, brings the wierdo parade, and me Marching, in all pride for myself, I represent, every lezzo on earth Put in hell, oppressed, told they dont exist, judged, I thought Myself blessed, being lez, toward the refinery of lashings On the way cars were galleys, full mast on the freeway, Passed pirate gazes,…

  • A snippet, a scholar on plato, i thought out loud

    That I have being but not being with you, is thought from Plato’s time, I knew But it’s untrue, and falsely, spirit collapsed into a dead shelf, as flame into ash- But I was someone else, mad and bad, I collapsed with that thought into hell- So I know, not-being with you, is the only…

  • Centres: my cue, telepathic love

    Hahaha, there’s a beautiful gift of a fertile thunderstorm from lady nature and the stub nosed yobbos, a new stralian marsupial, called out I’ve conjured a storm against them! could you sum up stralian patriarchy, any better? How they heard it over the sounds of their tinnies going into the bin?Oh, but now I’ve mentioned…

  • Centres: my hips, your hips

    I went out, threw a locus on the babble, my hips rolled like fish bait, And there were you, the other, and I’ve seen you before, But today I saw you for the first time, You’re all I saw, stranded there, somewhy You were like a cat washed up, a jacket soaked in tears –…

  • Centres: shield

    When I think of the hairs bristling on my head, a mohawk ready for defence – when I think – well thought naturally leads to you, a shield guarding my heart, I prepare myself when I’m out my mind and enter my body, I’m a dancing daga, im my own serapax, baby, And when I…

  • Sexuality dimension

    Imagine this scenario: you’re walking along the street, and a stranger, who youve never seen, or met, says to you, as you pass themyou are not your sexuality, but are the one they tell you you are:Then imagine that starts to happen, everywhere you goAnd tell me, does this not sound like some sort of…