08.09.06
in the bar next to place where my friend dances for men
tarred stain lungs I scream into the night
too stoned to notice
too lost to care
next to the bar where my friend sells herself
It seems my life is blend
of leggy blonde's nicotine schedule one drugs and excellent fictions
a glass of gin, and half a pack of cigarettes
I have become the person
My parents warned me about
06 December 2007
24 August 2007
25.08.07
justifying Iraq by using the “success” of Vietnam War. The mind boggles at what an idiot this man is as Karl “Gobbel's” Rove has resigned along with most of the inner circle rats from the sinking ship of lies failure and corruption. . The mind reels at the sight of this man actually thinks he get orders from God.
14 July 2007
Lucky Friday the 13th
13.07.07
My friend is on stage Stevie Muree playing guitar. I am working hard talking to Judy and Jolene. I am talking our collective journey as hard as I can I am walking out in bliss the there of us passing bottle of crown Royal. Next a spiff is lit in the back of the SUV us rolling and playing. I am massively happy. I am sure how or why these things happen to me are just ecstatic when they do. I am just an average bloke in a pair of jeans and t-shirt, which seeks to save Africa .The women, are attractive and successful by the conversation we are having best friends, and middle management in different energy companies. I am ok , under employed and overeducated, I am sussing not their average fare. I also by the after in a luxury SUV three of us in varying stages of undress the embarrassed glances they may share much but this is the first time they’ve shared this. I am honoured and just silly happy in daze .
My friend is on stage Stevie Muree playing guitar. I am working hard talking to Judy and Jolene. I am talking our collective journey as hard as I can I am walking out in bliss the there of us passing bottle of crown Royal. Next a spiff is lit in the back of the SUV us rolling and playing. I am massively happy. I am sure how or why these things happen to me are just ecstatic when they do. I am just an average bloke in a pair of jeans and t-shirt, which seeks to save Africa .The women, are attractive and successful by the conversation we are having best friends, and middle management in different energy companies. I am ok , under employed and overeducated, I am sussing not their average fare. I also by the after in a luxury SUV three of us in varying stages of undress the embarrassed glances they may share much but this is the first time they’ve shared this. I am honoured and just silly happy in daze .
09 June 2007
01 June 2007
25 May 2007
05 May 2007
12 nights in Bangkok
Bangkok
A city at once modern, and ancient. The women so very lovely Buddha’s everywhere along with “. Long lives the king.” I stumble through staring at everything trying to drink it all in. I try to reconcile; starbucks and the benevolent portrait of King and Queen
A city at once modern, and ancient. The women so very lovely Buddha’s everywhere along with “. Long lives the king.” I stumble through staring at everything trying to drink it all in. I try to reconcile; starbucks and the benevolent portrait of King and Queen
31 March 2007
Guantanamo Theatre
David Hicks confessed after only 5 years in inhuman conditions after being betrayed by John Howard. And the prospects of a kangaroo court some day in the indefinite future.
Halide Sheikh Mohammed confessed to 911, the U.S.S. Cole and killing Nicole Brown Simpson.7-7 in UK the shoe bomber having knicked 3 snickers bars and a porno mag. Feel safer? I doubt it becomes more clear everyday; that9-11 was inside job the real terrorist are still in power.
David Hicks confessed after only 5 years in inhuman conditions after being betrayed by John Howard. And the prospects of a kangaroo court some day in the indefinite future.
Halide Sheikh Mohammed confessed to 911, the U.S.S. Cole and killing Nicole Brown Simpson.7-7 in UK the shoe bomber having knicked 3 snickers bars and a porno mag. Feel safer? I doubt it becomes more clear everyday; that9-11 was inside job the real terrorist are still in power.
02 February 2007
The poetry of conflict
Unmarked helicopters hovering overhead
Shouting into the receiver
Over Lord this is Arch Angel
We are yours OverLord
Command!
The mad Capitan screaming the Lord is coming soon!
Over the black helicopters speakers
Look up down forward and back again
These balaclavas were issued by the queen
Think about it and you’ll realise
You saw nothing at all
Unmarked helicopters hovering overhead
Shouting into the receiver
Over Lord this is Arch Angel
We are yours OverLord
Command!
The mad Capitan screaming the Lord is coming soon!
Over the black helicopters speakers
Look up down forward and back again
These balaclavas were issued by the queen
Think about it and you’ll realise
You saw nothing at all
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