Poem
on the first night
coo coo cooroo
falsetto blues singer
blinded by the hurt
coz I'm
blinded by the hurt
troubled refrain
slowly building
backing singers
it's intersubjective
&nb ...
Strawberries: a mania of strawberries on a
Turntable
________
the riot marches down pour lemonade into yr filters
watch it fizz w/ the aura of philosophy
confit the poor t ...
Like a teacup in a snowstorm I
Find you and break you. A sentry reptile, I advise you
To return quietly to the campfire. You mistakenly took
My interest in theology for a strategy
her temper tanty's sus but your mites say sassy where the pert velvet diva never lets you rest daze of body & soul come to a / won’t come to an for Marcia Langton The rock-art guide, combusting Gwion rock art from the 'Tassel era' is happy art,
's entering the pleather dome lookin'
poised w/ noose & savvy much obliged to
glorify her cunning firm & tout
its nous for oblivion
your glass head in which infinite
pools rotating w/ lust
voice toots from the comments field
dissing your angel
end on this / the last night of dearth
brows
States of Poetry 2016 - Victoria | 'Australian awe: white guys on life and art before 1788' by A. Frances Johnson
in 43 degrees, back to image.
His sloppy dreamtime
a melted ice-cream,
far from refrigerated sublime.
though contentiously attributed and dated, he says,
authoritative white sweater in white sweater.