Raw morning-28.02.23
give me words muse mine
give me all your passions too
need to eat you raw
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
Grace-03.03.23
orange marmalade sky
her heart beating ferociously
under my palm
hips moving rhythmically
under me
soft spring grass
the sunset
lemon Kush
energy
life force
passion
I am
Giving in to sin
Take me !
She cries and kisses me
Giving us
Grace is favour, the free and undeserved help that God gives us.
grace
She05.03.23
My blue-eyed whore
je t’adore
She the root Addiction
She is connexion to me
She is strange music
Taking her into me like
Heroin(mainlined in me soul)
She is
transmutation
Transforming
Dark matter powers the multiverse
A blind goat bleats
into
she
Because
She is
the mysteries of space, time and women
Only she
Is blessed among women
She
RSVP-26.02.23
fashionista
Last night
bare in harsh morning light
Close the curtains
insufferably bright
it’s no mystery
If you close your eyes and just remember
That this is what you wanted last night at gallery
you offered yourself
whispers in the gallery
gestalt of passion
my little human sacrifice
Growling (lioness in heat)
Woman catches afire
Vampyre
Feeding
Drinking deep
Beauty
fire(one day will consume us)
Vampyres must be invited in, or they will lose powers.
you invited us in
RSVP: répondez s'il vous plaît.
I just RSVP’d
Mask-15.02.23
She asks my name
Legion, for we are many
She dances
Blue bunny joins rose clinched in teeth
lost in the music
lost in the moment
Lost in passions
She gives into sin
NO ETERNAL REWARD, WILL FORGIVE WASTING THE NIGHT
Says she lost her name
Spy pinatas hoover
Mask:1)covering worn over the mouth and nose to reduce the transmission of infectious agents,2) a covering for all or part of the face, worn as a disguise, or to amuse , terrify or deceive other people.
Think she lost her
Mask
Tango-10.02.23
roses stole from a grave
I bring you
this is part of our dance( can’t remember when the music
Do you want more?
We take 2 steps back
We take 1 forward
Ask your doctor if demonic possession
Is right for you
more than this
you want to dance
blue bunny drops the needle
Tango: passionate, emotional form of dance in which the dancing couple hold each other closely
Tango!
Tango-10.02.23
roses stole from a grave
I bring you
this is part of our dance( can’t remember when the music
Do you want more?
We take 2 steps back
We take 1 forward
Ask your doctor if demonic possession
Is right for you
more than this
you want to dance
blue bunny drops the needle
Tango: passionate, emotional form of dance in which the dancing couple hold each other closely
Tango!
Betwixt stations-14.01.23
coffee black
Steely coloured skies
gorilla glue (but nothing can keep us together)
Blue-grey smoke
sun arbitrarily bright (ray Charles blackout shades)
flee shadows
psychedelic music flows through in/ me
absurd images
of you
0f me
Captured
absurdly obscene
absurdly beautiful
absurdly Sensual embrace
Let you
reverberate
your smell
your taste
your feel
echoing
navigating blind
lost and found
flashes of the destination
betwixt stations
Monster-14.02.23
Monster searching for redemption
In the darkness
Soft explosions
Looking inward
To see further out
Absurdity at every
Corner
Underground
Fuck
it
Feels
Good to be a
Monster
NO GODS
NO KINGS
ritual
muse
Stretched across the altar
lost in abandon
sensual sacrifice
to
monstrous
desire
Monster: typically ugly, and frightening.
monster
Doll -09.02.23
you’re goanna
Fall
catch you in the vacuum
Of my gaze
After all
Fantasy made flesh
Musky scent
Lust
Pieces of pain
Come on doll
You can’t refuse
You‘ve got nothing to lose
leper Messiah calls to you
Doll: 1. a small model or dummy of a human being, used as a toy. 2. slang. a pretty girl or woman: sometimes used as a term of endearment
doll
flame-07.02.23
your fire was keeping us
alive
so, I am chasing bunnies
Cooking up medicine
Chanting
in the unity of the Holy Spirit, all glory and honour is yours, almighty Father, forever and ever
Reaching for divinity
A flame
transfiguration
An F22 shoots down a balloon
Flame a hot glowing body of ignited gas that is generated by something on fire. 2)a lover 3) spark of divinity
flame
Bedroom eyes-28.01.23
Blue bunny said
She would come
A big smile
Fire in eyes
Fire in her soul
I want play with fire
Lay with fire working overtime on me
Seduction crime
Knocking me back
bedroom eyes (promise strange sin)
Bedroom eyes: a lover who’s eyes that are extremely attractive, seductive and
Captivating
Diving in a vortex
Of
thighs
bedroom eyes
Betwixt stations-14.01.23
coffee black
Steely coloured skies
gorilla glue (but nothing can keep us together)
Blue-grey smoke
sun arbitrarily bright (ray Charles blackout shades)
flee shadows
psychedelic music flows through in/ me
absurd images
of you
0f me
Captured
absurdly obscene
absurdly beautiful
absurdly Sensual embrace
Let you
reverberate
your smell
your taste
your feel
echoing
navigating blind
lost and found
flashes of the destination
betwixt stations
Intervention 04.01.23
Your sobriety is beginning
To be a problem
Your dedication to reality
Your refusal to accept the absurdity
Your denial of desire
Fear of self
Your dependence on maths and schedules
Are toxic
We say this because we love you
And these behaviours
Are harming you
And those around you
intervention: an occasion on which a person with an addiction or other behavioural problem is confronted by a group of friends
this is an intervention
Silent night -25.12.22
Silent might holy night
Alone? All is calm (fireworks like small weapons & mortars flat)
and all is bright
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace
Let’s find some place we can talk
Talk?
My cart in front
Silent night, holy night!
Shepherds quake at the sight
Friends nod as we walk out
Glories stream from heaven afar
face illuminated by dashboard
We drive into a new beginning
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia,
Aaman
Recognised
You
When
Pinks spider
Rocked me
It was you
In the souk Algiers
Alphabet City
Dschunge
Vortex
CBGB
you send them
The edge of my radar
Laughing
catch the scent
inhaling deeply
Lost in the moment
Perfecting affliction
My brother
Aaman
Aemon in demonology, is a Grand Marquis of Hell who governs 40 infernal legions, The 7th spirit Goetia. His favourite way torment humans, causing them to fall in love.
Gone-13.12.22
Why is it so fucking hard to love me
Don’t matter
I am gone
Been
Flying, fighting, laughing
So long
even mum thinks
I am gone
Fucked thought you
Were someone else
Someone
Gone
Love, I am
Gone
Gone: no longer present; departed. 2)exhilarated state, through music, drugs, or love 3) something very good or quite desirable (sic Kerouac)
I am gone
watch this space
I don’t know where
we’re going
It won’t be boring
don’t want to
own you
don’t want to
change your life
Not that kind
see it in your eyes
melancholy
taste it in your kiss
want to Take you
Underground
Away
from
neighbours with eyes like cameras
you’re not hurting him
I am not hurting her
play with me
lay with me
come down
hang around
found you
we’re
friends
We’re what we create
It’s us
watch this space
Dope-29.11.22
watching walk in the shower
we can
call out (feeling far too good for work)
we can
Not participate in the industrial militaristic complex
we can
go to the beach
we can spot the Angels in the clouds
we can
make Coffee
we can
have you for breakfast
we can
order in French at Mickey D’s (they’ll think us mad)
cloud Arc de Triomphe de l’Étoile above
Dope: drug taken illegally for recreational purposes, especially marijuana or heroin. 2(anything brilliant
we can
smoke dope
we can
be dope
Cdream-27.11.22
she’s dreaming
the Danube (of her teens)
Lush countryside
her desert homes
Our little time
Even as it ended
Like it started
So fast
So messy
Why did it mean so much
To mean so little too she
not
Then it never was
I am the flawed main character in this
Poem of world class pussy and adultery
She fled to the waste lands
Never to speak again
I fade into black in my concrete canyons
spoon of heaven (red rum) ver a candle
I close my eyes and read the words inside the lids
5 clicks out
Every-things clear
Blue bunny said
Dream: a series of thoughts, images, and sensations occurring in a person's mind during sleep.2) aspiration, ambition, or ideal.
Blue bunny said
It was just a dream
feeling-21.11.22
her nails long deep red nails
As they scratch my back
are you feeling
Her growls
Her high infidelity screams
are you feeling
how she responds to my touch
Feel her hips rising
To meet me
are you feeling
My absence
Because
Feeling: a belief, especially a vague or irrational one. 2) A crush I on someone 3) a mental disorder that has plagued humanity for millennia’s
not feeling you
Unconscious
Is a place not a repository of energy
Unconscious: Is a place not a repository of energy and childhood traumas
A dimension
A place you ascend
Or descend
Blue bunny knows the way
Reductionist models too limiting
Unlimited capacity
For understanding
Is unlimited
So, must be
Capacity
Joy
blue bunny is calling
St Full has lit a lighthouse with
Fire curated from million burning hearts
10 million passions
The light almost blinding
So, we step out of time
Into
being
We arrive
We were always
Here
subnconsciously
Nothing-16.11.22
Separating
The saved
From
The damned
Reject
Tribal myths
Salvation
Will never come to the subservient
But to the
courageous
Look
For
Paranormal
anomalies
REJECT
Cultural inertia’s
You are
NOT
Scotch/Irish
Tutsi
You
Are
Nothing: Nothing, the complete absence of anything 2) space which contains all everything
Nothing
From nothing you came
To nothing
You will return
Nothing is all
Judas Goat
She’s at the end of the bar looking bored, and lonely. Make no mistake this is a dive, and little black dress pumps stand out. This place isn’t sanitised for your protection, not a faux dive in the mall this is a respite from the militaristic industrial complex I walk up to her.
“Fancy a bit of company?” I ask pulling up a stool.
She nods a yes.
“Hello,” I say then turn to order Tanqueray tonic, 2 lime squeezes, and whatever she’s drinking.” I turn to her your name is?”
“Holly and you’re a cocky bastard, are you sure I am not here with, a huge boyfriend?”
“I am Marlowe; you arrived with several friends, not as attractive as you, who one by one disappeared, with men who had come over here. Leaving you alone, and to me, the one-eyed monster, if I am wrong fighting a large person not a problem for me.”
“I like the eye patch, how do you know this, I noticed you walking in maybe 5 minutes ago before you came over.
“Holly, I have been around the manor, and around the world. I earned the scars the eye patch is functional, big boyfriends; not a problem.” I answer.
“What’s your game?“ Holly asks, but she’s not really trying to figure me out.
“You can’t play someone unless they want to be played, I have done the research,” I answer, watching her flip her long red hair.
“My friend’s played me?” Holly asks.
: You’re the Judas goat.” I answer
“A Judas goat is….”Holly asks.
“The goat you tie to a stake when hunting the tiger. The tiger comes for goat you take your shot. When men came to talk to you they took their shot. Think about this evening, and you might find I am right.”
“I was right you’re a cocky bastard,” Holly commented.
I signal for another round and take a good look at Holly, a real redhead nearly as pale as me, which to say very pale, green eyes, long strong legs heartbreaker. “So if nobody shoots the tiger what happens to the Judas goat?” Holly asks with a wary smile.
We have options, 1) the Judas goat is dinner, 2) We take the goat to dinner or my personal favourite E all of the above.” I signal bartender
“Do I get a vote?” Holly asks “ coyly.
“Think about it, I’ll close the tab,” I say heading to the bar. I get my debit
“Of course come back to Holly, and say, “Let’s roll”
“Cocky bastard,” Holly says zipping up her jacket.
“Let’s discuss in the car, we can talk about cabbages and kings, or not all. “ I say. She take’s my arm. I am feeling her strong now, so I kiss her, and there is definitely chemistry. Holly kisses me pressing against me, a raspy whisper in my ear who’s the tiger now?”
“”You’re going to be fun to play with” I answer. Holly smiles we walk out to my car.
“I want to be adored comes on as I start the car. Holly claps, “You’re too smooth.”
“I have an iPod with 20,000 songs; luck?” I answer.
“You didn’t ask if I have a boyfriend,” Holly said.
“I don’t care, this about me and you, this moment, this place anything else is so much white noise; your place?”
“OK, Holly said, and starts giving directions. I have a place for tonight.
She puts in the code to get us past gate. In the lifts, Holly wraps herself around me. By the time we reach the 3rd floor were half undressed. The fumbling with keys just made things more urgent.
Inside Holly turns on music, and we just go back to ravishing each other.
Holly is passionate, responsive, and creative. In short a great lover. After I find myself on a sofa I am just staring at her body long lean small firm breasts pierced nipples, legs that went on forever. And a small crimson landing strip.
“Let’s try the bed,” Holly says taking my hand leading me to the bedroom. I watch her walk gracefully see our clothes scattered on the floor. I notice the tattoo on that heart shaped arse, biker ink. I don’t care her walk is all I am noticing. This is only about this moment, this time nothing before or after matters.
We fall in bed rolling on each other. She climbs on top facing away. Screaming like a cat in heat and grinding on me to orgasm. She stretches out next to me and is fast asleep. I get up quietly as possible. Slip into her shower for a quick rinse, I dress in the living room finding my clothes.
I look at her asleep. Tap her “need a ride to your car love?” I ask softly, as seeing me when you wake up can be disturbing.
“Car’s here the code is 1986”a groggy answer. I pull the covers over her and give her a kiss.
This was a good moment
I will tuck it away and keep it for when I need a little light underground. A wee bit of spring in a long winter, the tiger having gorged itself returns to its lair
5 hot minutes-22.10.22
close my eyes words flow
over the lids
dreams
are the only place
We exist in the same place
conservatory gardens @105th in Central Park –
cigarette with St Jill on our way to the man in central Harlem
In dreams you join me there last week, next year
double helix the pattern
Of
star nebula
Of
Ying and yang
Of
Sex
Of
us
Wrapping my troubles in dreams
Like us
5 hot minutes
For a 5 hot minutes: a long time. if you ai’nt seen someone in a while or if you ain’t been someplace in a while or done something in a while 2) very short amount of time, or a very long amount of time.
Swings & Roundabouts -18.10.22
Pink spider. lays
perfect abandon
sweating out chemicals and perfume (sweet musky scent)
sharing smoke
why did it mean
So much to
mean so little
too
HER
Shaking it off
Like a hangover
See HER again
Maybe last year
maybe tomorrow (tomorrow came yesterday)
maybe never
didn’t know
HER
HER
Swings & Roundabouts: losses and wins are the same
Swings & Roundabouts
Euphoria -09.10,22
faster than a cannon ball
Floating apart from time
Connexions
Splicing together Pharrell realities
Floating whilst
Basking in kaleidoscopic sensuality far away from
It’s the anniversary of the shaman’s entry into this plane(his origin cloaked in mystery cloaked in surreal
The sacrament reaches the centre of my brain(soul?)
Running on me rush
Things ain’t the same
Flying high
Above the earth closer to heaven
Pink spider screams legs wrapping around me
kurva ma tvrdo! u a škaredé
washing over me
Euphoria: a feeling or state of intense excitement and happiness.
euphoria
Price of beauty14.09.17-later
torn fishnets
cocktail dress, stilettos
make up flawless
laser gaze
Vicodin in her blood
cocaine in her nose
BEAUTY
costs
BEAUTY
hurts
recognise
in those eyes
pain
sorrow
that smile
holding
back
madness
sorrow
scars that revival mine
an assemblage curated over decades
deeper
colour
of blue
here I go
tangled up in her
fishnets
tangled up
in
her
fishnets
in
her
blues
in her
PAIN + SORROW
the price of beauty
Free dream-1.10.22
Waking
Not alone or lonely
Freedom: just another word for nothing left to lose
freedom
When you
Showed yourself
Freed me
I went dark
Cause the dark is where dreams are born
I know the way
I’ll let meself out
free
to
Dream: thoughts, images, and sensations occurring in a person's mind during sleep 2) One's ideal vision
dream
Dionysus rising-22.09.22
In her kitchen
Sussing out coffee machine (the codes in a closet in Mars-A-Lago)
sunglasses (it’s blindingly bright) jeans
fluffy small dog claimed my shirt (eyeing me suspiciously)
Shower sounds lose jeans
The water reviving her
Even as this radge lover
Making himself known
With slippery loud love
Dionysus was the Greek god of the god of wine and pleasure
Dionysus, she moans
Fever dream-24.09.22
Pink spider
Legs close around
Long and strong
me
scarred and pale (history writ in angry raised flesh)
Dying and living
reconciled
Living
On the edge (only people who gone by over It know)
too long
can’t hesitate
Fever pitch
Don’t want to wake
Leave the fever dream
Pink spider
What I am taking
Will kill me
not as fast
what’s she giving
leaving at first light
underground
cool dirt feels so good
Fever dream: vivid dreams you have when your body temperature is elevated. 2) you feel that you are in an actual dream where things outside the realm of reality happen
horúčka dreaj
Your smell
Dope-17.09.22
Your taste
Your beauty
Your High
Let the ritual
BEGIN
Dissolve you in the chalice
Draw potion
In
My spike
Shoot
Straight in me neck-straight in junk centre of me brain/soul)
You’re
Dope: a drug taken illegally for recreational purposes, especially heroin. 2) anything as good as heroin
So
DOPE
Dionysus rising-22.09.22
In her kitchen
Sussing out coffee machine (the codes in a closet in Mars-A-Lago)
sunglasses (it’s blindingly bright) jeans
fluffy small dog claimed my shirt (eyeing me suspiciously)
Shower sounds lose jeans
The water reviving her
Even as this radge lover
Making himself known
With slippery loud love
Dionysus was the Greek god of the god of wine and pleasure
Dionysus, she moans
Vortex-20.09.22
Her arms waving
I see the currents swirling around her
She’s trying to swim away
To the place
Where the man who doesn’t love her
lives
If she would only
Come with me
Lay in my arms
Deep underground
Where
Dreams and night terrors
Are forged.
From
flowers from China
from
diamonds
from
Souls of children killed before recess
from
cherries from France
from
Joy
from lithium
the taste of as kiss
carried throughout the universe by butterfly’s
as the end of the road not taken
we could wake to a new dawn and watch the vortex from the light house
dissolve
Vortex: a mass of whirling fluid or air, especially a whirlpool or whirlwind. 2) dangerous or bad situation in which you become more and more involved
vortex
Fever dream-24.09.22
Pink spider
Legs close around
Long and strong
me
scarred and pale (history writ in angry raised flesh)
Dying and living
reconciled
Living
On the edge (only people who gone by over It know)
too long
can’t hesitate
Fever pitch
Don’t want to wake
Leave the fever dream
Pink spider
What I am taking
Will kill me
not as fast
what’s she giving
leaving at first light
underground
cool dirt feels so good
Fever dream: vivid dreams you have when your body temperature is elevated. 2) you feel that you are in an actual dream where things outside the realm of reality happen
horúčka dreaj
Dream-12.09.22
dreamed of the Milky Way
Dream: processing, discarding, and storing of all one's subconscious thoughts images, and sensations, prophecies, revelations occurring in a person's mind during sleep 2) something greatly desired
I wonder what my Dream
dreams of
Bald sopranos?
Jimmy Choo pumps (so necessary on my shoulders)
Sharks?
army of lovers?
maenad sorority parties?
Lovesick satyrs
It’s all a dream
Even me
Dream
Halo-30.05.22--later
The devil
hears
When you dance like that
Losing control
growling
Take my body
Take me
Morning light
Take my heart
So
sexy
So
pretty
Best
Piece
of ass
In the city
Halo: Hair glowing catching morning light
she walks out the door
Redemption & angels
Sunday morning after
Hallo: a disk or circle of light shown surrounding or above the head of a saint or holy person to represent their holiness.
Halo for a fallen angel
Hallo
Lovesick k writers club-09.09.22.
Treats
you like
broken toy
That no one wants play with
Butterfly flaps her wings
Hurricane spins in Atlantic
You’re lovesick
Lovesick: in love, or missing the person one loves, so much that one is unable to act normally. 2) the horrid feeling you get when you’re in love with someone who doesn’t anymore.
You’re a writer
Writer: a miscreant who transmits ideas, thoughts, dirty dreams etc into a work of literature. Can be done anywhere; like on paper, online, and on other people's property.
Welcome to the lovesick writers club
We’ve been expecting you
Make yourself to home
Cold Beer
Walking into a west TX convivence store under a giant Cold Beer” sign which announces buying beer. The building itself reminiscent of from “Dawn to Dusk “I chat in Spanish with the clerk, I say goodbye going back to the car where an anxious dog waits. Stumbling past. a rack of straw cowboy hats a little Miodelo splashes a fat seemingly unwashed stale smell of cigarettes sweat and failure cowboy. who spins a stream of profanities spewing around. I have those reflexes my beer falls and my hand comes up I press the button the blade jumps out.
“Back off and if that foul convict breath gets closer, I will cut your face off and wear it for Halloween. Prison ink and all”
“I see the clerk picking up the phone. I say you didn’t see anything; honky needs a change of jeans... I will be moving on and if he follows me call an ambulance (in Spanish.) She puts the phone down and smiles. I press the button the blade retracts. “Getting in the car She asks “beer?”
“There’s nothing for me here. Perchance next stop a cold beer in a clean well-lighted place
ATM-31.08.22
There is no tomorrow’s
There is only tonight
Yesterday a rumour
There's only you
There's only me
This is eternity
Unsubscribe me
From the resurrection (no deity could forgive wasting the night)
Now is all we have
Time doesn’t even exist
Now, is beautiful
Now: at the present time or ATM 2) present tense
now
Car park Sunday Afternoon-20.08.22
The moustached ghost of Bart Boyce waves
in the car park
Waves and gives big smile.
knowing glance at the pink spider who’s navigating gravel in 4-inch pumps cursing in Slavic
or
suggesting exciting new ways to violate her?
David Bowie on the jukebox inside (we could be heroes)
I will send him poems about the blues, junkie women, and longing for that which cannot be named
Bart laughing
will give love to the blue St Jill
betwixt living and dead
Sunday afternoon
True crime-17.08.22
we die in the end
so, the story goes
Not here to make history
A memory would be nice
That time
we…
This the beginning
Of
forever
Or
never
nobody needs to get hurt
Blue bunny has you sighted in on his
Surreal Javelin (turning target into lightly buttered popcorn)
Javelin: light shoulder fired anti-armour weapon (see columns of burned out Russian tanks in Ukraine) 2) preferred by absurdist bunny’s
My demands are as follows:
Give me
reason
Give me
Your Time
Give me
Your mind
Give me
your body
Give me
Give me
Give me
LOVE
This a robbery
15.10.18-doughnut boy is dead
cries of an angel
wake the demon
how long have I
slept?
betwixt worlds
betwixt living/dead
no coins for Charon
Charon: is the ferryman of Hades who carries souls across the rivers Styx and Acheron that separates the world of the living from the world of the dead.
hungry
angry
bruised Angel
torn wings
abomination!
cold rain
ice water gin, coke and skag
flows in my veins
come to a boil
coming up fast
coming up hard
switchblade
demon surgeon
sculpts
Hieronymus Bosch doughnut boy
Hieronymus Bosch: painted detail-drenched and symbolic narrative renditions of the dance between heaven and hell
doughnut boy
will never be found
Mata Hari’s Birthday 07.08.22
Hallucinating
invocations
to
Bridget Bardot
Who waits with Mata Hari
In grand central station
Johnny Thunders and the devil
In a convertible rushing to them
I am torn a German spy and courtesan
Flirting with a star
-
Still, it’s her birthday
we all whore for something
I should get her a card
Maniac-02.08.22
meditations
On cowgirl pussy
Make her smile
Her stripping (visions of beauty)
Has me smiling
communiqués flying
hUsh
clearly not well she implores
Maniac: a person exhibiting extreme symptoms of wild behaviour. 2) great craving or enthusiasm for something/ someone.
only moments of weakness
does she need me
does she need ne now?
NOW?
No
just maniac
Materialize-28.07.22
come to me
this waiting
so very Kafkaesque lust dance
Godot may never come
need twisted romance
Let this materialize
Materialize: become fact; happen. 2) a spirit, or similar entity) appear in bodily form
Create it
In concert
Let me carry
That weight
For you
Fear self-doubt
Weigh you down
Saint: a person heroic sanctity” is holy 2) biker nickname
Maybe the saint
You need
the one
We
Become
We
materialize
You look like rain-24.07.22
losing war
not a hot war
just a Cold War
Fagged and shagged I stumble into bodega stagger into
Stumbled
Walking these streets
Cigarette soggy in the rain
Needing a fix or a dream
Nobody’s going to save
Me soul
ainn’t got one
I stumble into a bodega point at the cigarettes slide crumpled bills the young clerk (I was that young yesterday, next year)
She speaks
tu ressembles à la pluie
head scarf, smoky eyes
accent say Algiers (land of Camus)
Absolved 26.05.22
Sobs gently
Staring at
Photo
of me
Of what I was?
Who I Was?
We were?
I hold her
Tears salty holy water
Absolved: confession, or penance, is a sacrament. The power to absolve lies with the priest, who can grant release from the guilt of sin to sinners who are truly contrite, confess their sins, and promise to perform satisfaction to God.
Absolving me
for becoming monstrous
Recon by fire-2.07.22
Don’t Know what I
hunger for
Scream for
Dream for
Scheme for
Know how to get it
1 step forward
2 steps back
Lacks passion
Games we can’t win
Reconnaissance by fire is a warfare tactic fire on likely enemy positions to have enemy reveal itself by returning fire toss a grenade see what comes out
Recon by fire
Love story-10.07.22
Marry; not likely
Kill; impossible
Fuck; your fire conjured me
a
love story
Marry Kill or fuck: “rules" of the game included an understanding that the player cannot have sex with the person they marry, and that the person they do choose to have sex with, they can only have sex with one time.
Valhalla-30.06.22
My love
My sex
my heart
my cowgirl
my mermaid
my goddess
Valkyrie means "chooser of the slain who guide the souls of deceased.
My Valkyrie
she’s on fire
fixing standing in her fire
madness and crazy in the head
crazy in the bed
she’s burning
with desire
she’s burning
with talent
she’s burning
with beauty
she’s burning with passion
Viking Funeral: Cremation (often upon a funeral pyre)
a Viking funeral
Valhalla
I am coming
Pulling-23.06.22
Pink spider
Coming
On strong
Icelandic legs
Heels clicking
Moon lit night
Pulling her
Diving into her
Web
Into her bed
Past the skeletons’
Realising
I am dinner
tonight
Laughing shaking her head
Closer to her bed
soft as a spring breeze and
Her tongue flickers
Her legs around me
Pulling: exert force on (someone or something) to cause movement toward oneself. 2)to seduce, to successfully attract someone
Pulling me in
Out the black into the pink
Pulling
30.08.16-smoke-later
on the far side
of the
CHASM
you stand
barely
visible
shrouded
in
SMOKE
from
bridges you burned
dance
heart break tango
you wrote
the music
merci, pas
cocktail
a
gitane
watch
from
here
as
you fade
into
Smoke: 1.
a visible suspension of carbon or other particles in the air, typically one emitted from a burning substance 2) make someone disappear
smoke
Want-01.06.22
small weapons fire in the nursery
Small coffins
sons of the city of the dispossessed
Necropolis: city of the dead roar of necropolis
Empire down
can’t feel, now
Go down
underground
dive into sound
she wants death and glory
I live betwixt those worlds
o feels a desire or urge for something; to feel a lust toward
want
her kiss (mania in her barely contained tastes so sweet)
want
your body (weapons grade)
want
your sex
want
your time
want you
all of you
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