When Mingus and I, to Rainbow’s End, enjoined on rides apostate gravity till close of day, in queues of open rain— two males playing naturally as friends, I thought I felt that all these things were written. I could comprehend contortion, but don’t think I want to understand and hold that moment known, how it…
Month: September 2018
SPONGE
That is the plight of the writer Plied with alcohol In the name of the dream Squeezed and broken Almost to death Until a few drops Of genius Bleed
A Shepherd’s Vigil
The cottage stands alone. Its verandah posts are askew, the walls, here and there, buckled. There is a coal-range at its heart, and a wooden floor made shiny with wear. At night, the old farmer came in alone. He lit the range with cones and his gut with liquor. Sometimes there was more of the…
easter saturday
Sunlight breaks upon the lawn, rocks; wind-tossed, I’m nothing but circumambient gas; a patch of sky thru the square window. Behold! my deficiencies. Set up I was, stripped, tied to the cross &, spat upon, walked home.
from FLOTATION DEVICES
I was feeling a light despondency and I could not work out where it was coming from. then I remembered while trying on sunglasses at the recycling store as I pulled back my hood in the changing room mirror and admired under the skylight the last colour of faded -out brown ginger & corn blond…
The Torn Orchid
Once lions chased dragons And protected their claim But the Queen, she had bargained And time surely came So the lions decided To leave their domain They came from the North They came with disdain The orchid is ours! That much is plain! Like a plague of locusts In numbers they came Some tried to…
4 poems for the hard-up
Moonlight stuns the trees, the silences between eternities, one death & another. ii There’s consolation in grief; abstract pity for the botched man on the street, his credibility hung. iii In sleep, I fill the sores with a finger, stoke the emptiness of hunger. Shake your head if this is what you want….
No Escape From Humanity
Say you hate money Say you hate working Say you hate politicians Say you hate controls Say you love the couch Say you love life Say you love freedom Say you love cats Say you love dogs Say you are not so sure About most humans Say you hate the ridiculous ironies of life Of…
WAITING TO BE DISCOVERED
A drunk girl squats On my overgrown grave Unaware Of my life longer despair Her lip service Gives me hope And she even lets A ripper fart go Into the air All power and pride As she considers The beauty of the moon My cold white bones Rattle in expectation Of a slow golden shower…
Bad Girls
Bad girls drive fast cars Date men from Mars Bad girls kick arse Bad girls kiss other girls Don’t give a fuck at all Bad girls will suck your balls Bad girls will be on call Woop Woop!! Bad girls strut – Have tatoos Sing the blues Bad girls wear high heels but then will…
Nice Girls
Nice girls finish last Nice girls have a heart Nice girls – have “Doormat” tatooed on their foreheads – Nice girls get raped and screwed over Nice girls smile to hide the pain Nice girls play in the rain Nice girls swallow for shallow men who hide in the shadows waiting to pounce – on…
This is it. By P. Rimmer
This is it. P.Rimmer. When your heroes shrink, Downgrade from super human, To regular flawed beings, Your woman isn’t your woman, And tells you so, No more illusions, Turn my back on delusions, No more heroes, They never really were anyway, Just spray coated with some kind of glow, They shine, They shone. Now the…