· Musing-16.09.25
· somehow I know her
· Somebody I never met
· mad bohemian
Ongoing sporadic journal of the overeducated, and underemployed. The title derived from Coupland’s description of cubicle land; the corporate ghetto. Random photos and thoughts. Left the ghetto, never happier. This still a work in progress
Absurd love 11.10.25
The prophet Absurdity calls you
Comfort and safety
Of your bougee life
Suffocate your soul
Come to me Angel
Your demon lover
See’s past
Your long legs
See’s past
World class pussy
Sees into your
Soul that glistens like a star
Hitting me like a new drug
Denounce thy name
If only for a night
Absurdity: the quality or state of being ridiculous or wildly unreasonable 2) a philosophy
Off-29.08.25
You won’t know
demon eyes-dead
Medicine-numb
Heart wounded
Staggering
Staring at the night sky
Fancying truth and existence
Other unknowns in
The beauty of night
Want underground
6 ft deep
Just off
Off: feeling worse than usual; unsatisfactory or inadequate. 2)something having gone bad.
nausea and funk-17.07.25
Feels like a hole
torn asunder
time and space continuum
motion sickness( no Dramamine®
strong enough)
betwixt planes
blue mermaid’s
pink spiders
black dog
white China
nausea
nausea: a feeling of sickness or queasiness, a strong feeling of disgust or revulsion, and figurative uses related to unpleasant experiences or situations
swimming on D-day-06.06.25
Muse is on the beach(waiting to be stormed)
laughing
rearranging
me words
rearranging
me colours
maniacal laughter
Like stars in the Milky Way
breathless passion
Swimming
in
Stars
Swimming
in
absurdity
Swimming
in
joy
swimming
in
Each other
Because
We can’t
Say love
We’ll
Name it
Swimming: propelling oneself through water 2) going through different things
swimming
Relapsing-14.05.25
Here you come again
I know better
Pavlovian response(flashing on us kitchen floor )
How we came together(ravenous)
How we came apart( blue bunny prophesied)
Now a fix then back to him
Relapse: relapse: break up with someone, only to have sex 2) person who's trying to stop using drugs start using again
Relapse is part of recovery
relapsing
Gravity-mayday-25
spiralling towards
andromeda
This galaxy
Has me
Low low
benediction absolution
In a bikini( the dream made flesh)
Free
Ground control
learned for take off( never fancied your type, anyway
Slagging off gravity
Brings me
Gravity: the force that attracts a body toward the centre of the earth 2) gravitas ‘weight, seriousness’, from gravis ‘heavy’.
down
down
no gravity
falling
leash slipped( cry havoc!)
flying
wrapped up
Bedroom eyes-30.03.25
Gazing
into sultry smouldering sensuality
must have been lovers
in
some
past(Aphrodite Priestess)
or
future(cosmic romance)
parallel (multiverse adventures)
lives
those bedroom eyes call me
Bedroom eyes: refers to a sexually enticing or seductive gaze that invites intimacy or sexual interest 2) inferno I am drawn to like a moth
Heaven-02.25
head thrown back
Mouth open in a scream-agony/extasy?)
Eyes only whites show eyes pointed towards heaven
Back arched
Shuddering covered in sweat
Arms/legs outstretched
her expression
somewhere betwixt
Agony and rapture
Heaven: girl that nobody can really define 2) religions as the abode of God (or the gods) and the angels. 3) here in these dirty sheets
Focused on heaven
this poem has no name 14.03.25
láska, I miss U
comes across me phone
I waved goodbye
Through smoke
As you lit
The bridge
ablaze
I cut the thread Sykes Fairbairn boot dagger
You dangled my heart
Watched as it fell
Shattered little black pieces scattering and dissolving
couldn’t/wouldn’t
be
who you needed us to
be
those paintings
us
engaged in a tryst
he burned
not looking back
angry
your passion
was ecstasy
until it wasn’t
but you belong to
a cold distant god
the status and security
you need so desperately
I am
what you see
loved you then
love you now
blood moon appears
I am but
a shadow in the night
Ash Wednesday-06.03.25
she worries her heart is not
big enough (warriors’ hearts always gigantic & warm)
I know
only
that love is the only strategy
love is amputation, every time
love is all there is “the priest
makes a smudge
chants
“Remember that you are star dust, and to star dust you shall return
love in the ashes
Ash Wednesday
Ash Wednesday-06.03.25
she worries her heart is not
big enough (warriors’ hearts always gigantic & warm)
I know
only
that love is the only strategy
love is amputation, every time
love is all there is “the priest
makes a smudge
chants
“Remember that you are star dust, and to star dust you shall return
love in the ashes
Ash Wednesday
ghost dance022.01.25
roar of my machine
Love crucified
Free fire
Mercury-tipped bullets
Roar of my machines
and methadone
Looks that kill
I got the madness
I got the method
I got the means
2 worlds
I am somewhere betwixt
bleeding
the light
has gone
so, I’ll set a fire
with
A ghost I’ll dance
into the flames
into the void
lost and found-27.01.25
I never knew anyone else could speak my language till I met you
Oh, the sublime narcotic that is love
The conceit
finding
me self
losing
me self
in you
As you’re
Walking out the door
Just like 1,000 others before
Thanks for the illusion
I’ll tuck into me ruck
I’ll save it
cold rainy winter night
Open it and let the illusion
Warm us
And keep
Searching
For
A thing I cannot name
Visions of Mary Magdalene,
Mata Hari &
Cleopatra
Sorcessoress 23.01.25
aspect of her gaze
of her walk
The way she feels in my arms
A
Million unquantified things
Intangible
But
Exiting a plane at 35,000 ft
new lover
New planes of existence
Waking 5,900 miles from Chelsea
Next to someone10,00 ,miles front “home”
Unknown is always magic
je ne sais quoi
on long legs
Sorcessoress
lost and found-27.01.25
I never knew anyone else could speak my language till I met you
Oh, the sublime narcotic that is love
The conceit
finding
me self
losing
me self
in you
As you’re
Walking out the door
Just like 1,000 others before
Thanks for the illusion
I’ll tuck into me ruck
I’ll save it
cold rainy winter night
Open it and let the illusion
Warm us
And keep
Searching
For
A thing I cannot name
Visions of Mary Magdalene,
Mata Hari &
Cleopatra
psychomancy-27.03.19-later
sacrament
BEGINS!
mixing sacred powders
lighting candles
seeking the divine
seeking enlightenment
seeking revelation
the only way
I know
injecting
magic
knowledge
absolution
the holy sacrament
psychomancy
psychomancy. a form of communication between souls or with the spirit world 2) when the line between worlds fades
Ongoing sporadic journal of the overeducated, and underemployed. The title derived from Coupland’s description of cubicle land; the corporate ghetto. Random photos and thoughts. Left the ghetto, never happier. This still a work in progress