july collage poem – the crime scene
You were at crime scene
You had DNA of blood
You had movie of who did it
This is kind of what you have
Only better
june collage poem – the stage is set
The Ganges swollen with bodies
A devil here, a hanged man there.
Instinct, passion, caprice, violence, madness
The anger roaring and the desire to do battle palpable
I am standing in line at the grocery store
A fivefold increase in magnet ingestion over the past five years
The kid in front of me turns around
Most of the time objects pass out of the body naturally without incident,
He has a Kalashnikov tattooed on his forehead.
The stage is set,
The props laid out,
The audience whipped into a frenzy of anticipation.
may collage poem – watch this space
These recent claims about me are horrible distortions of reality
Conflict, emotion, confrontation
People like to know someone in a story
Be that celebrity gossip, a neighbour or someone at work
The factory, a production line feeding an insatiable beast
In the end it really doesn’t have to be proved to be true.
They like to invest in the anecdote somehow
The constant cycle of high conflict show
I deal complex post-traumatic stress disorders, anxieties, depressions, panic attacks
Nothing too physical just something where it goes off
Lots of storming around the studio
Lots of heightened emotions
Lots of shooting
Lots of what they call ‘really good entrance
Sometimes you get no sleep
There is an allure to the mysterious that gives certain unknown facts outsize meaning.
I am just a blowhard looking to make a buck.
Ever willing to have an argument over nothing
With ample hype and suspense
Here in the Empty Space
Watch me
april collage poem – in the heart of the city
in the heart of the city many chanted, drank and danced
at about 12.30am there was a flare-up
which included forced shoplifting and forced begging
people being forced to work in car washes and nail bars
a type of rare blood clot has been reported in some recipients
diligently hand-painting red hearts on a wall opposite parliament
dress me up in three-piece golden suits with these black shiny leather church shoes with the gold buckle
just completed the deepest wreck dive in history, to find the main wreckage