different senses, different shoes

November 3, 2009 at 8:03 pm | Posted in writing | 10 Comments
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unless you are a practioner of the dark arts emerging
schmooze leadened sense
from Bowen Hills
highhat bass and most important
esoteric referensh
perhaps in sullen sluggish chains led
regretful wriggling uncomfortable on its claws
look for two most
unexpected arrivals
rival twice
then be gone

the transgressive experimental

October 19, 2009 at 6:37 pm | Posted in poetry, writing | 17 Comments
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softly scented whispers drifting words
like fingertips poem this, or lace perhaps
invites a shy transgression overlaps hibiscus
songs interpolate a minor wrong in triplicate

quick slipped a silent underpass
slyness through a poem blissed
an unlit bloom in midnight room,
caressed in subtle duplicate tightly

there just under where a softly scented
whisper lingers in a repetitious tit for tat
where once a linguist army gathered
apples under umber skies

remains without remorse a kiss,
a kiss, a kiss of course

Rainbow Tattoo

September 28, 2009 at 8:23 pm | Posted in poetry, writing | 17 Comments
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Stroking his outrageous moustachios, grey and straggling like some monkey magic figure from my childhood, there are no coincidences, especially not names, here here and here he says his stubby finger like it was trying to make holes in me, gaps in the filter.

All I had wanted was a tattoo but for some reason, caught between the ekphrasic and narcissistic, so a poetry slam heh, and you want a nice tattoo, well he said, I don’t usually do drunks but I’ll make an exception for you since right now things aren’t slammin round here, more drifting down in a constant beautiful drizzle shattering rainbows through the room.

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