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Monday, 28 August 2017

only the good.

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it was a very poetic moment as she raised the frying pan above her head,  bared her teeth and swung balletic with  such momentum he co...
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Monday, 12 June 2017

ripped off #10 (crazy - willy nelson)

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crazy. i'm crazy for trying, trying to negotiate an  adult relationship in the face of such childish behaviour.  i can take the w...
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Wednesday, 31 May 2017

yeah we all felt good.

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we all felt good. following the circus of dirty romance young, raw and free we would shoot through highway veins and live the black tar ...
Wednesday, 24 May 2017

ripped off #9 (everybody's got something to hide except me & my monkey - the beatles)

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everybody's tripping my footsteps, got something leading to something slippery, jittery, glittery  to kill my vibe. hide me from the...
Monday, 22 May 2017

ripped off #8 (jungle love - steve miller band)

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i love you for your crazy love your mad crazy love i love you mad crazy  crazy love crazy love.  i make you wait to make you crazy cra...
Friday, 19 May 2017

ripped off #7 (monkey in your soul - steely dan)

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you'll be back. i hear you snoring in the next room.  you love falling asleep on the couch hate waking with dagger in the neck neck....
Monday, 15 May 2017

ripped off #6 (canary in a coalmine - the police)

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i am your canary, you utter one sentence and i am caged, ready to go underground. you send me deep into the dark recesses of your subc...
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Tuesday, 9 May 2017

ripped off #5 (hide your love away - the beatles)

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hide.  out on the tundra  under pressure, especially the staring, daring citizens with good intentions mention i should just "s...
Monday, 8 May 2017

ripped off #4 (december - collective soul)

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surge. there's a word for the surge that you give me when i'm looking for a very mellow drama while december whispers of treache...
Monday, 1 May 2017

ripped off #3 (i wish i was your mother - mott the hopple)

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playtime is over. pretending the motions of a happy ending i come up short. we can't live on wishes or second rate love songs, t...

ripped off #2 (badlands - bruce springsteen)

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badlands.  the clay that i am made of crumbles back into the landscape. it's gully dry and sunset will surely catch me, wrap me in...
Tuesday, 25 April 2017

ripped off #1 (film noir - gaslight anthem)

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run. i lit a fire that wouldn't go out dancing around, a true fool in the night until we consumed the walls and roof of this house. ...
Sunday, 22 November 2015

business

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(what do you do for money honey? ac/dc tribute gig, 24-11-15) you see me riding round in cars and hanging out in bars i'll sell it ...
Wednesday, 8 April 2015

celebrate

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the officer said "you should always try to celebrate the victories" we will be the hollow winners over being stuffed in a c...

nightmare #1

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it started in nightmares there were always crowds and the crowds were always festive often there was food involved long tables lavished ...

ode to my gut

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in facing the fear  i find myself wanting  wanting the paralysis to stop wracking my body wanting to reach out  for anything with mean...
Tuesday, 7 April 2015

queen of my nieces

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i only have a very short time to be queen of my nieces, where i get to blow bubbles on heir tummies, whisper christopher robin in their...
Wednesday, 1 April 2015

bill

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it's five minutes to midnight and i'm taking a clown's advice, it's laced with ennui and cynicism and dick jokes that ...
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Thursday, 15 May 2014

chances are

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i've been cleaning the house up slowly, preparing for... armageddon? my doctor says i should view this new development more positively,...
Wednesday, 30 April 2014

thirty

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lou reed is not tom waits. turns out that morrissey was writing gay love songs. elvis in leather, oh my. when it takes longer to ...
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twenty nine

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to talk about adoration with the moon. initially i didn't know the moon, but she knew me. now i only know the moon from a lover...
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Tuesday, 29 April 2014

twenty eight

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take me on that tangent that you go on, you know, the one where we mount  trusted steeds, ride through the high streets shouting ...
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Sunday, 27 April 2014

twenty six

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the bitch card. i'd rather sail the void than swim it, rather dance with devils than meet them in the park, i'd rather walk aw...
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Friday, 25 April 2014

twenty five

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as i unbelieve my body play something sexy and evil, there's a word for the surge that you give me while i'm looking for  a ver...

twenty four

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eating late night bananas and inviting nightmares i anoint purple as the colour of madness mediocrity does its best, which is little, dis...
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twenty three

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*side effects. may cause expansion of the heart muscle to actually give a fuck. caution must be taken with the opposite sex as your ...
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Tuesday, 22 April 2014

twenty two

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"The Katauta form was used for poems addressed to a lover. A single katauta is considered incomplete or a half-poem, however, a pair of...
Monday, 21 April 2014

twenty one

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pantoum. i crave you like oxygen, like evidence i seek you like drugs, like good advice dreaming naked and dripping with significance t...
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twenty

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i'd rather sail the void than swim it, rather dance with devils than meet them in the park, i'd rather walk away from the fight ...
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Sunday, 20 April 2014

nineteen

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around the corner who knows. uncle graham is getting older. the wheels turn my leg's keep peddling. uncle graham needs an operatio...
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Friday, 18 April 2014

eighteen

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lucky country blues. if it wasn't for the fascists and the spiders  and the flies, if it wasn't for the desert and the fl...
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seventeen.

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fan mail for daniel. if i painted you a picture i'd use lots of black paint and red, & brown because life is shit. i'...
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Thursday, 17 April 2014

sixteen

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before sunrise there is a serenity and no confusion. i wake absorbing the calm, walk outside where the nightbirds are losing their me...
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Wednesday, 16 April 2014

fifteen

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closing in on paranoia within this dystopian vista there must be hope, or there wouldn't be anyone left standing. we all roll the d...
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Tuesday, 15 April 2014

fourteen

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deciding to embrace mediocrity as a step out of the void i write a pome it will not be full of insight right now i am a shallow puddle ...
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Sunday, 13 April 2014

thirteen

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with a blindfold on  we can quench our other senses in  a sublime cynicism that will rub you up the right way and the wrong way. the...
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twelve

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the moon knows my phases i show her my many faces and she reads them all. she is not active like my mother slow moving through the s...
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Saturday, 12 April 2014

eleven

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female desire drives evolution but what happens when animal magnetism becomes  the scent of despair? the idea of sainthood is mysterio...
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Friday, 11 April 2014

ten

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bukowski was an arsehole. that's one of the reasons i love him. if i'd known him in real life  i would have hated him too      ...
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Wednesday, 9 April 2014

nine

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the statues that inhabit my dreams i sometimes see in my waking life. the bus drivers beep at me as they sail past the bus stop,  their...
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