The delicate gold watch glittered on her thin wrist as she prepared breakfast, just like she did every morning for the last 30 years. He always wanted toast, lightly buttered and only two pieces which he would sit in the lounge watching the morning news before going to work, leaving his plate balanced on the…
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Functioning
Needle punctured skin seeking the elusive vein before the syringe drew some blood into its murky brown water filled barrel. The two liquids fought for supremacy until the plunger steadily was pressed jettisoning its payload into the arm. Cheap adulterated street strength heroin and amphetamine cocktail fired its way though, affecting everything it met until…
Transphobia
It doesn’t matter they’ve had rights for yearsIt doesn’t matter that its a culture warIts just stoked up hatred with made up fearsIts right wing evil distilled and adored.Against the trans folk and now the gays,Homophobia, transphobia hand in handNothing really suitable to be displayedJust following the critical marching bandFunded by evangelical moneyWith their chinking…
Dark Whispers
Dark whispers subvert cranial thoughtsEchoing down dank passagesWebbed in silence.Until the uttering becomes a cacophonyLoud distorted, dire and deranged,A despotic, demonised, weaponised walingPoisoned pandemonium piercing the soul.It lances all that was ever goodPetrifying those golden times to stone.Depression is the medusa of mindThe coiled serpent crownHappiness destruction imbued withinDesecration boundThe eyes that seek to desolate,Turning…
Little brown parcel 2
I wonder what is insideWrapped in paper brown.A secret that seeks to hideSomething to dispel this frown. Could it be a trinket goldresplendent in an oaken box.Glinting in the sunlight boldAs I open the iron locks. Maybe its something heaven sentAn angelic form for you to see.A lyre that plays songs of reverenceWhen asked most…
Little brown parcel 1
I handed you my hopes and dreamsall wrapped up and bundled with string,contained in brown wrapping papersealed with love that eternally springs. I gave you all my innermost thoughtstreasured whimsy condensed inside.The scintilla of my absolute selfthat I usually seek to hide. I know you would look after ittreasure the deep unbridled connection.Gazing openly at…
What lies beneath
Under that mask you wear.Perfect porcelain paradedEntertained and entertainingPicture postcard –A snapshot view,A tissue of lies –Bound in truth.You utter hateDolled up in sequinsBlinding the masseshypnotised and believingThe dead cat storiesThat you slingThe insipid corruptionTo which you clingAnd still,they do not understandThat you’re the monsterThe grasping handWho takes away Rights,And mulches lawsThe insidious darknessWho should…
School Reunion
I used to miss my old friends,The sardonic humour soaked with beer,Speckled with sarcasm, insults loaded,Jovial, of course.Then we grow, older, apart, distant,Meeting every now and againReliving shared rose-tinted histories,Hazy and dusty with age.Retelling stories, engorged in distortions,All nodding and laughing,Hiding our joint indifference to one another.Piping up, hollering, even howlingAn unamusing pantomime performance,Comes to…
Quarry Climbing
Saturday was quarry exploring day.Parents were lied to, food chucked into backpacks.Down to Clayton Woods, through trees, over fenceClay path looking over a yawning pit,Surrounding it, narrow and exciting.All out gang dared each other to clamber,The quarry face thick with orange wet sludge,Spidering down, delving into the depths,Boots slipping, scuffing, scrabbling over sharp rocks.We rode…
Dismal
Grey is not really a subjective wordDescribing the malaise within.A colour does not do it justiceIn how ugly it truly is.The beauty dimmed in my eyesHappiness a fleeting thoughtEvery pain filled second drags forever onAs I die slowly inside.Hating every fibre of my beingDispossessed of all that is good.A shell filled with tormented criesOf loathing…