Sunday, August 16, 2009

i lost my sundae, hey

I wonder what trawling is like,
fish market in the heart of it,
no feeling when you are on the front,
it could have been us in a different time
red pants blue socks African soldiers

Christmas won't happen the same again,
burn everything I ever gave you,

your pokemon evolved,

we really have no time for those grand feelings.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

I went to the hall of gems and it flocked to me. Radioactive shock and kids running into me.
that's the star of India.

the star of India?



YIP.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

If you say that its true
then it is
They lived in domes between concrete
and sky

you make heels look so
natural in your heelike
way

THIS BOOK WILL BLOW YOUR MIND
DINNER TIME SLUGS
Through this dew and out
again
were you involved in nazi warcrimes in germany between 1933-1945

you need to learn to
nail in our coffin

YOU ALWAYS

WANTED ABRUPT
YOU GONNA LOVE THIS
IN TEN

the last one says ask.

FAWNING OVER LOSSY TEEN PRINTS
ITS SHOWS A SIDE OF HIM THATS REALLY QUITE
CUTE.

better get back to franking and
AN INTERGALATIC BEING FORWARDED ME THE DETAILS OF HOW ITS GONNA BE

MAN YOU LOOK WEIRD TODAY ITS A TOTAL MINDFUCK.

Its hard to think love,
I get outta your zone for a second
and i'm filming love
I hope she knows
but maybe it was
just me
miserable you.
YEAH.WEIRD.
i see
flow it down
fuck you mind fuck.

whats the theme
one says panda
one says ask
have you seen the cat stamps
$1.75
THESE INBETWEEN IMPULSE ARE
WHAT YOU REALLY WANT.

the french have a certainty about them that swells so hard.

This thing can make you think backwards resillience
is the key to
the pleasures in the back of my arms
whats in your
nothing. just want to beat it up.
not you but the things in your head. shake them.
STOP.
Nasty office girl riot,
I'm going to have a talk with your lecturer

Your subcoscious dreams are different to your conscious ones

IM FEELING ABANDONED TODAY
AND PASTEL. HES LIKE A
ROCK. AN ANCIENT ICE ROCK
FULL OF YEARS OF GRINDING.

YES I'M A DELUSIONAL SWEETHEART
and I know that you are bad for me
I sigh in head and mind
but can't deliver.

Tin-Tin knows my
fictional daughter, is she fictional or hypothetical yet.
All this designer stationery. I'm having an intense week
but I haven't touched the depths of my toes. Its all
sugar and longing
strawberry lips blowing imaginary kisses to sore throated girls.
Overcast baby, who to trust. She thinks most are genuine.

HOW TO SCREW THIS UP.
ITS EASY.ITS SILENT.
ITS FULL OF BRICKS.

(I like secretly that I haven't changed a bit)

Brackets are IT

STEW

Just want to hunt millionares and drink cocoa
today okay?

Let me be the light that shimmers on your
bathroom window
a herd of doves inside your ear

SALT HORSE STEW
DON'T MAKE ME
COPE
MAKE ME COPE

vulgar poetic monologist

green plus gold flecked eyes
volcanic anger
padlocked milk and can
chinese water torture cabinet.
Liking this bogan vibe

Eastern ships ring
halves from the belly of the beast

Double sided hugs
and slogans

Just a dumb takeoff of an empty feeling

She wrote the essay
floating

Sugarloaf Tin-Tin
Give me the microlove now

CUT DOWN FROM TOWER
SPILLAGE AND DUSK

its your name. we see it.
it glows for us.
I have to HAUL THIS LUGGAGE
I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT MEANS
ON CREAM DRENCHED DREAMS

APPROACH IT

SLOTHIN ON MY AVERAGE POP.
DRESSED LIKE GENIES
We know what you mean when

APPROACH IT


Watche dyou dissappear into the river
WILD BOAT right there
I watched a drip fall onto a seam
and washed out the mouth into our dreams
CRISP SHIT roll with it
one way it goes
just waiting for you to explode
incestual strung
blow

VANILLA BEAN FACE

Drenched in cooking oil
you feel
POET HATE
on all the fingertips
you never know whats going to roll in
confirmed fears. but we haven't filled the things yet.
half naked with a rabbit on your chest,
you can't make me
just a nest day. nest.
just a rest day bless.

Ninties white furniture back to haunt me

SUGAR LOAF DREAM FACTORY
BROKEN MY SOUL THEN REALISE DIDN'T WANT NO
MALIBU
BREATHE slowly china one,
no news here, no news for you

LINKED BENEATH SOLO THINGS
COULD YOU BRING ME A ROW OF BERRIES ON STRING
no more an addiction than a terrible thing, yours like hers but its mine,
like my ring comparsions are a waste of time but yours to bring

MOON SOMETHIN'

ROLLED HERE ON EVES
WANTED TO FEEL MOTHERLY IN MY SLEEVES
VOICE IT YOU GOT IT. WATCHING INTREPID JOURNEYS WITH COTTON ON
YOU ARE THE GREY SWELLING AROUND MY HEAD AND THE SILVER LINING
BOOKS STARING AT ME FOR FAR TOO
LONG
She probally just got bored
more slowly. Find a purpose,
you know
THANKS FOR THE FUCKING TEXT.

No more big deals, just the glow special deal.
ex not ex flow strippers and creepers.

berkin

WE BURN A FIRE BY THE GROTTO AND YOU MADE ME SWEAR THAT IT WAS OVER.

We fell into a paradise
It was alright.
I never showed you before but this time there is more.

Band of sisters, sisters are forever.
I'm going to hate this in the morning.

Could I please get some more time please. Half start. Doesn't matter. Glow matters.

Monday, February 2, 2009

illusions calling
cave room,
slowy caving, do not want
i love working wooden door so to speak, chinese feet, cat party, all tommorows partys, i watched you weep through a kaleidescope of hope.

stop lying mr wall, stop blogging

no logic, no spelling, no self control, inbetween layers collages grow, fantastic visions of the almost buried, so so slow

Monday, January 12, 2009

i keep having nightmares about the slogan the future is now.

its on black tees and mink blankets that are actually polarfleece.

whole some now.

tropical date. rings, medals, matching luggage.

late kanye joy rides.

point break vhs.

slowly sequining.

i just wanted to scatter like a rabbit pack and drop right out.

small memory

enough of this shit.
powe power power power power

sick.

halloucinogenics wood grain mirage. it happened three hours of ford and stuff.

and so it begins

pure magic.
a very strange alliance is forming.

an australian mid twenties temperature age feeling makes everything okay villa when you mean you've made it and you say and we have hair cuts mine dissapeared. do you parents like jazz?


they are not here.

DON'T

be too precious. precious enough.

its on my drawer.