Lover-16.10.25
glimmers with quiet
Lover-16.10.25
glimmers with quiet
defiance so beautiful
· tragic, divine love
glimmers with quiet
· defiance so beautiful
· tragic, divine love
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
Laisons-14.10.25
There is fire for us
There will be a time for us
It won’t last
But will
Be
Beautiful inferno
Heart
We kiss
you taste danger
I taste your Shame
Melancholy of rented room( tastefully decorated and sanitized for your protection
Your midlife antichristis
you’re not protected for this fantasy
fear not
Take this
Liaison: colouring and activities book
Liaison: 11)a close bond 2)3.Secret sexual relatrionship
Laison
Echoes-18.10.25
Beauitiful, tragic, and divine
Us
You want me tobe the hero
Thats alive at the
End of the movie
I want you redemption your embrace
tonight
Echoes of what will never
be
Echoes: the reflection of sound 2.) a parallel or repetition of a, feeling
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
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