Moving Galleries

urban eucalyptus
over what shady dealings
have you photosynthesised?

watch
him watch
his daughter
watch

my dog did this I grab my arm to keep it shut no blood
but from the holes ooze yellow worms of fat you got rid

Little petals close together
Your eyes will not let tears fall through

alone in a gully
a blue wren
checks me out

to stave off the inevitable conclusion
that there was no longer any meaning to anything any more

Undrneath concrete a WHALE, pls bring jakhammer, I will shout u bfast & a hard hat, our ♥s will be buttrd & WHALE will sing freedom songs til lunch…

the city
where it was
before the fog

No lyrical odes come for you,
disregarded slug.

Solid as a pumpkin beneath my nightgown,
you are resting in darkness, gestating,

bottleshop
variations
on forgetting

This is a place furnished by sanity.
The bed cover, beige, has been ironed of dreams.

What worship I have in me
these days is done in these

Ever since he crossed the great ocean that split East from East, he travel alone,

High up on the rock face a shifting wind bellow-sweeps
at feather grass on the last inch of cliff.

lone palm
lost
in ringwood

i never go out
said the introvert
to his camembert

the future is a blank canvas and I don’t paint