2. Long after yesterday’s vanquished irony
I fell in love with it
Wishing for it to be again
01 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
3. For my Australian siblings of whom I have none today’s maths date is 2-1-21 (it is now Saturday)
For my Yanks who count
The date is 1-2-21 (it is still Friday but when it is Saturday it will be 1-2-21)
And that is our difference
May it be no more than that in 202101
January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
4. Absence of turmoil
In this vacated space
Filled with once were shadows of ours
wandering freely
#aimlessly?
Across opaque horizon(s)
never knowing the absence of turmoil would lull us to sleep
Without regret
You and I
Eternal turmoil made manifest
02 January 2021 Victor Harbor South Australia
5. Plateaus of latent polluted consciousness
(entrenched by many)
How trite the uninitiated beggars becomes
Mistakes of evolution
fools who do not garner my vision
I think I will go and shower
just to wash away my thoughts
so exhausting it is being me
03 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
6. Thoughts clashing
Crashing
Accidental reasoning
Love
…such a token effort
If we make it to tomorrow
we will know hope is real
04 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
7. I sped through life
just to get
to here
to hear
what I thought then would be now
so mistaken was my prophecy
intent unravelled
Revelations disregarded
But then again
now could be what someone else imagined
[implanted into me]
as it surely is not where I thought
I would be
long before I sped through life
to arrive to here
The miracle of life
finally realized
05 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
8. I treat my like as a foreign spy
Hiding behind a façade of normality
and my love for you
No criminal intent discoverable
so good I am @ living life as a double agent
to my memories
06 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
9. The entertainments of disaster
so easily removed
hiding in front of my TV screen
computer
devices galore
Sometimes I have several disasters
Streaming
Screaming
across multiple screens
All so distance
so abstract
I liked the world before
all these visual haphazard attempts
at life-living fell to the ground
Tomorrow I will sit in my garden
Talk to my flowers
Such a calm world I will see
Why can’t everyone do that
08 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
10. Not a favourable situation
Falling off the cliff
Following
the herd
We heard
Wrongly
I love the notion of eternity lasting in nanoseconds
Such a favourable situation after all
09 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
11. Your love obfuscated memories that had no chance of survival
10 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
12. I waited
Anticipated
Strived for
the crowning moment of my life
The turning point
Awakening
Orgasmic nuclear achievements unhinged
Unlocked
Bursting forth
Flying free
That metamorphosis moment
in the fable narrative made manifest
But alas
After 73 years of incoherent mumblings
This is it
These words strewn across my rapidly vaporizing self
Damn!
10 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
13. No one really cared
though the wind pretended to
as the village was swept
by one more tornado
and as with any love at the end of a dream
various misguided saints
turned away
11 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
14. While rehearsing my death
That final moment prior to lights going out
Senses no more
Unfilled dreams erased
I was surprised to see how funny you were
your magical smile so surrendering
Before I forgot all that once was
#Life’sFinalEraser
While rehearsing my death once again
12 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
15. So late the change
Seasonal obstruction
Bleeding softly
Blending slowly
Believing surrender is the only option
Tomorrow we riot
Turmoil awakening desire
Changing the spectator’s perspective
So exciting
The only side I choose
is that of change
14 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
16. Passing paragraph toward the end of the news
“death of galaxy observed”
A galaxy with billions of stars gone
such a loss of innocent lives
I look at my hairbrush
More of my hair on my brush
less on my head
now that is a tragedy
of cosmic dimension
We do not see that in the news do we
15 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
17. If only
That is what we tell ourselves
(opinion enhanced opportunist’s options)
Orchestrated insurrection of life’s imaginary choices
As hallucinations begat our distorted reality
(our love is forever)
As a child I believed so much
I was a mental magician
(An absorber of what is possible though never possible)
Then suddenly I became old
No longer believing in much
(though still as bewildered as ever)
I stare into the vacuum of my life
If only
17 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
18. Plain played plans
Seemingly so simple
Death defying dread directly displayed
I had no idea it would end like this
Plain plans played
18 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
19. While mumbling incoherently
on the corner of here and there
passing pedestrians
stopped
smiled
saying
“of course that is the answer”
Before going over the cliff
Of here and now
18 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
20. Dreams surrendering
shackled to reality
beliefs unhinged
The alchemy of broken memories
lay scattered
Tattered
naked
across the masked horizon
Otherwise
I had quite the normal day
19 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
21. During an analysis of cliffs never gone over
Flooded rivers almost crossed
Fleeting desires slightly quenched
I reflected on my out-of-focus reflection(s)
Questioning
why always so close
never closer
Perhaps being close is all that kept me alive
So far
22 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
22. Souvenir shop of love’s lost interest
sitting on dusty cracked shelves
Once-were-trophies of a younger time
when a drunken world
so easily staggered
only to awaken decades later
scarcely remembering
love’s lingering souvenirs
24 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
23. As the sole audience
(deleted soul survivor)
to the manipulated characters
in the continuing sage of my ruthless nightly dreams
(BTW terrible actors each and every one of them)
I applaud
in my questionable absence
to the endless hazards of unfulfilled dreams
smouldering on the hillside of fading humanity
Waiting as always for the final curtain
to end this charade
I so relaxingly refer to
as my only life
25 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
24. No doubt the strangest of times
Easy to miss
such nuances
But we try
I so easily replace time with space
It is easier to fill
Time does not encourage hording
Space it seems does
I surround myself with surrendered artifacts
from my collection of 73 years of avoiding time
Too busy with filling space
At the destruction of earth
Time will still exist
Space will not
Tomorrow I shall embrace time
My space has no future
26 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
25. Sleeping pill
Such a day breaker
Waster
World fades
Faces melt
Whispers losing their meaning
Dreams so close
If only I could find a place to lay down
randomly disintegrate
The path is windy
A hindered trail
If I were to stumble would anyone notice
Slurred speech creating such a tangled response
Out-of-tune hum
If in the future I become conscious
A co-conspirator with reality
I hope the world makes more sense than it does now
Sleepy magic making everything disappear
Except for you
The smile with a thousand faces
27 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
26. I stopped watching the news
All I do now is wait 4 U
Nothing I haven’t read
So long you have been dead
So long you
Nothing more new
28 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
27. The distinct mirage of love without borders
makes us aliens
swept up in the swirl of changes
we never asked to a be a part of
Though we happily flow against the tide
looking back to a simpler time
before love without borders dissolved
our resolve to continue
long ago when we hoped
Now we no longer exist
You and I
lost in the mirage of love
without borders
29 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
28. Unexpectantly my wings fell off
no alternatives were coded into my makeup
So unfortunate to realize I was not a bird
or another random flying creature
as I crashed to ground
This is not new
There was that period when I believed I was a sea inhabitant
After drownings then being resuscitated
by a school of illiterate fish
and tossed onto an erotic slimy beach
teaming with voluptuous wrestling lesbians
chasing me in my ignorance
I took up some Zen shit
escaped to a Himalayan mountain top
until I froze to death from passing storms
Luckily to thaw out and be adopted by a pack of binary wolves
who raised me
Finally letting me loose into society
where to this very day
I am still trying to navigate these insane times
29 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
29. In a hypothetical nightmare
your anecdotal love disappeared
30 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
30. Living so freely
in a recreated past
in my mind
makes now seem like the future I never believed would arrive
and fortunately never will
30 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
31. When I no longer exist
will I remember
when I did
30 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
32. Such subtle monstrosities
Feelings of déjà vu
Linking shadows that once were us
freely chasing unfettered desires
across such shifting landscapes
only to become separated
You swallowed by an unreachable horizon
Me – I just fell
Free-falling through life
Never landing to analyse these feelings of déjà vu
and such emptiness
Drowning once again
31 January 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
33. All my dreams came true
Now that I am awake
I wish they had not
01 February 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
34. I followed my followers
who follow me
as I follow them
following our imaginary selves
over a virtual cliff of remorse
that we had followed
2 February 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
35. Once the majority
Now in the minority
These alien thoughts transiting my mind
I texted you
Emailed
WhatsApp you
You died decades ago
Long before technology reminded us of our fractured selves
Our digital relationships disappearing into wastelands of memes
Brought back to life
Then fading quickly
like the majority of thoughts once entertained
now slipping away
With so little left
I do not know why I hang on
to this memory of you
3 February 2021 Perseverance Road Adelaide South Australia
36. A whole new place
Even my reflection is different
A shadow of my former self
Laughing out of tune with the ill-gotten wind
ricocheting off the horizon
I once chased after success
She was a cruel cross-dressing mistress
Leaving me to die in a softened breeze
Now everywhere I arrive I embrace the new me
Only to bury him
as the sun shoves itself into its existential nothingness
05 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
37. The resident clown resplendent in my head
left me for the circus that left town
leaving me confused as to my response
in this haphazard world I troll
in anticipation of a better me
06 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
38. The seldom differences mimic past heroes
As accidental as lover flounders in an ill-conceived wind
is my suggestion of you
My once upon a time hero
When I was young
long before today was conceived
I too floundered
then often wondered if I would dread
being who I am now
and as the seldom difference would have it
I do
07 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
39. We unlearned what we learned
Now realizing what little value there was
we humbly sink
below the unlearned wisdom
we once had learned
08 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
40. Everyone headed the wrong direction
I followed
taking selfies all the way
Peaceful endings are boring
Evolution is based on mistakes
Secrets of deceptions cracks open reason
We all fall in
Now we are engulfed
here
in the wrong direction
Wishing we were not
09 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
41. I tunnelled through life’s mountainous deceptions
only to discover I never had my eyes open
to the wonders of delusion
until now
at the final push through life’s remaining opened door
where I get to embrace nothing at all
Though I still hear you laughing
‘I tricked you once again’
10 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
42. My narrative became so boring
that I ended it right here
10 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
43. I followed myself to the end of the street
just out of curiosity
which way would I go
once to the end of the street
but I remained lost
I often eavesdrop on conversations I am having
with bikini clad thrift store mannequins
hoping to get some racing tips at the local racetrack
I raced myself up the summit
to be first watching sunset over my fading life
but I did not make it
so I will never know how this will end
11 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
44. My life mimics nature
As unpredictable as the weather
due to climate change
11 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
45. Such an artificial entitled moment
rolling across
simultaneous event horizons
To choose any particular
would diffuse the final variants of realism
knocking on my locked door
causing such a crack in time
space would explode
leaving us as scattered alien atoms
across our pretend entitled universe
pretty much like how I feel now
12 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
46. Life is the interruption experienced
when we try to dream
13 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
47. Minimalistic love created the universe
Complexed love will destroy it
13 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
48. My vehicle of expression
disintegrated
in the afterthought
of a failed memory of you
13 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
49. How fruitful is disdain
We wallow in ignorance
never realizing no one wiser than ourselves
has ever existed
nor probably will
In the future everyone will be a comedian
without an audience
so fruitful our disdain
16 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
50. I scribbled upon the wall of life
‘have mercy on me’
The city council proclaimed mercy was no defence
Walls came down
In their place rabbit holes appeared
You know the rest
16 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
51. I awoke to discover that love was an innocent bystander
to those of us who have fallen in battle
where bravery was celebrated
with sleep forevermore
16 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
52. In an ill-fated chosen direction
Love rode winds of change
Sweeping us out to sea like an ancient fabled creature
in heat
devouring an army of scantily clad luckless heroes
Leaving us wanting more
in this ill-fated direction we have chosen with such glee
17 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
53. Marvellous miracle makeover
makes this newly created escape
from your slippery nebulous reality
so pleasant
I will ignore anything beyond the porous borders
of my dreams
Here in this magical mystery makeover
I now call my life
18 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
54. The last thought before death
makes everyone before
slightly obsolete
18 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
I pulled across curtains
they knocked at my door
I open it
they fall through a hole in my life
I hear them laughing at me
I watch them chase me through my reptilian infested dreams
I whisper to the mayor
about an insurrection
at the outskirts of my love
She sighs…
turn off the news
turn me on
All the wrong people confuse me
Perhaps I should join them and become wrong also
19 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
56. Point of view
Rolling along unseen seasons
How difficult living in our head
Of course no one agrees
such a muddled mess
human endeavour is
I lecture inanimate objects
Point of view
The response is no different than discourse with carbon-based clowns
My table understands what I express
Expose
Examine
As well as anyone I have ever met
Fuck point of view
20 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
57. Ancient story motifs
saunter across my dampened pillow
as if headed to a biblical ark
floating into alien salvation
I turn and run for the nearest dream
worthy exit
collecting memory collectables
as I declutter in sync with the rising tides
This easy sea-drowning I am faced with
once again
as fables
‘life particles’
stagger across my pillow
I drown
in thoughts of who we once were
21 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
58. The inequality of creation
is that death outlasts life
by an insane proportion
making neither life nor death
a worth candidate of creation
21 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
59. Premature dream ageing
Just wrinkled blocks of time
Youthful dreams decay
Smudged hopes
blurring reality
Who cares what yesterday brought
Tomorrow is a slut
bleeding ulcers at the guillotine
as town folks orgasm
Nothing is without consequence
We live to die
decaying without want
Premature dreaming
that something sometime somewhere somehow will be different
ha ha ha
What a blessing chaos is
22 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
60. I like to write
watching ink flow across a virgin page
Then I ruin it all by rewriting on a computer
Letters falling across time
Distorted reason
Pens make me feel wholesome
Words exuding from this phallic representative
00zing nonsense
I wrote on my tombstone
in the snow
‘hear here a liar lays’
I wrote that in ink
Rain came
Washed me away
The words stayed
I like watching myself write
It is so sexy
I am a perverted of ideas
I write them down
Woe is me
22 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
61. Your winning was relative
to my losing
Otherwise
I could have perceived my loss as a win
Then equilibrium could have been cosmically restored
But it was not
Now is not
Leaving us bewildered
Once again
23 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
62. The beggar on the street corner
Rags Smells Sadness
could have been me
but he was not
So I went into the shop
bought an imported deluxe ice cream supreme
Satisfied my hunger
that I was not the beggar on the street corner
wishing he were me
23 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
63. I have a symbiotic relationship with death
One of us will succeed
23 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
64. I bought a book on dream interpretation
in a language I do not know
so I would not pillage the frightening dreams
that plague my nightly landscape
with such terrifying apocalyptic scenes
that I am forced to chain myself to my bed
to prevent utter destruction
from a reflective dream
It looks like an interesting book
if only I could understand what it says
23 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
65. I took time out to write you this
Since you died
you have not had time
to read this
24 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
66. Since simplicity slipped away
societies of reptiles have laughed at us humans
without our slightest concern of our foolishness
as a once special species
soon to be displaced
but the return of simplicity
overwhelms the complexed maze
we have become entangled in
24 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
67. All straight lines are horizons
if viewed without deception
opinion
reason
As a matter of fact
I have a straight line of memory
of when we were free
Before I became lost
falling over the horizon
of you
24 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
68. I try different narrative ideas
obviously this one did not work
24 February 2021 Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
69. The flight home was noneventful
We landed fifty-years past where I wish I were landing
when we were so full of life
dressed in 1969
Anything we wanted to be
landing in Hawaii
forever free in those few days
before tipsy topsy life went upside/inside out
I remember it all
whenever I land I relive
wondering
Am I back home
fifty years ago
or now
here
so many lives past later
28 February 2021 Adelaide, Australia
70. 1. Window open
butterflies fly
2. Clouds whispering
Moon is hid
3. Rainbow takes selfie
announces own birth
4. Crocodile king
devours drowning city
5. Rain tastes like honey
cancelled wokers cheer
In the future all of this will be interpreted as prophecy
fulfilling the jester’s agenda
Everyone
will die laughing
01 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
71. I once was concerned by the increasing wrinkles of my ageing skin
Now I follow the lines as roads across these maps of life
Celebrating the frequency
of becoming lost on these wandering well-lit highways
The increasing wrinkles on my skin
01 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
72. The pleasure of planting a garden
that I will not be left to harvest
is knowing no one else will be either
All our achievements
ending like those of the dinosaurs
but passed over as useless by cockroaches
and other remaining life forms
more evolved that we would ever have been
if only we had not gone the way of the dinosaurs
01 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
73. When I am asleep
is the only time
I laugh at your jokes
01 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
74. After I die
When no one remembers me
(much like now)
an object once of mine
found
taken home
from a thrift shop window
reluctantly sitting on a stranger’s shelf
will have my memories
floating unknown in their space
Perhaps in the middle of the night
I will say BOO
from the object
that once was mine
and scare that pretender to death too
02 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
75. A dead poem
All my friends grown old
I watch them die
Remembering what we said long ago
Someday we will touch the sky
Sometime before we die
But I no longer try
To touch the sky
Before I die
Because soon I too will die
02 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
76. I listen to the wind
blowing away once was calm
leaving behind broken sadness
for the next wind to blow away
02 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
77. After more than six-decades of writing
stories prose poetry emails diaries shopping lists sky-writing essays novels
so much more
I have decided to stop writing
and contemplate what I just wrote
why
it’s future impact on global society
etc
and why is anyone reading this
03 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
78. While under the influence
life burst forth in the universe
Firstly as an alternative
Then as a curiosity
Now as ‘what the fuck’
Otherwise
creation has been somewhat interesting
05 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
79. Earth is still in its adolescent phase
I think I will wait to come back
until after she has grown some balls
05 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
80. She was an experimental kiss
Now she is hiding beneath a tombstone
calling my name all night long
If only
If only
05 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
81. I wish you could see me now
My accomplishments
Macho body
Incredible fantasies
But you died so long ago
Oh no!
You are part of the universe that sees me everywhere
Every angle
Every thought
Stop staring at me
I need some privacy
or you will know
I forgot all about you
Until now
06 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
82. So awkward suggested love is
Desire cripples the most ardent promise
I always wanted more than I could absolve
Disassociated streams
Carbonated thoughts of consciousness
effervescing
bypassing passing moments
So awkward
suggested love is
06 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
83. I re-engineered my belief system
so I could believe in you
What a poorly constructed construct
The collapse was imminent
due to such an improvable
re-engineered belief system
06 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
84. My love for you
is a cognitive illusion
waking me from recurring daydreams
as I cheer so loud
my neighbours call in the military
so they can love like me too
March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
85. I write messages every night
Shopping lists for dreams
If they are crossed out by morning
Alive I am
Another day
dreaming
opening before my very eyes
08 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
86. Every day I miss you more
Oh how I envy you gone so very long
Far beyond the hazy life I endure
Knowing you can never miss me too
08 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
87. I hate facts
They splinter my imagination
Mishappen my dreams
Muddle my fantasies
Facts are so pedestrian
Making us all die
so boring
08 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
88. There is no vaccine for restorative love
Making us immune
to the loss we shall endure
09 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
89. She was a simple matter of change
Nothing the same
ever since
So simple
Once upon a time was
09 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
90. Watching horror films before bed
keeps the lid on dreams
escaping my prison
where I run down the avenue screaming
‘the begging is near’
10 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
91. What if
there was no what if
- Would we know
- Would we stress
- Would we die
What if
11 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
92. As an audience-free author
Never on a best seller’s list
with my shelves of writing
hidden from public view
Sacred secret rendezvous
Shadows of ideas
escaping into alleys
of homeless idealists
applauding my non-involvement
Libraries bookstores news agents
overstocked with anything/everything
but not everything/ anything from me
I sing my praise of being audience-free
on the wrong side of the world stage
An inspirational invisible indecisive author
to myself
12 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
93. Random passions of my youth
linger as a satisfying smile
as I amble into old age
Others think I am going batty
laughing at the most inopportune times
It is just me
remembering random passing passions
of my youth
12 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
94. In a current misunderstanding
I thought I was in a time and place of 40 years ago
I was in my 30s
Another side of the world from here
No smart phone
FB
Emotions gone viral
We wrote letters wondered what would be
‘can you imagine being mid-70s’
We said in the 70s
We would laugh then go be wild for a night or few
In a current misunderstood
for just a flashing passing moment
I thought now was then
when an imagined future
was so far from what it became
My long-ago life
so real again today
13 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
95. They continue to cast me in horror movies at your side
A roughly hewed supporting actor
When all I want is to show my talent
in forgetting the past
as my adage
14 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
96. I try to remember when I lost wisdom
Where did it go
Who has it now
Would I recognize it if she returned
What good is it in the world today
Perhaps I never had wisdom
Much like everyone else
We pretend to possess what we never had
Now that wisdom has been lost to all
14 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
97. Never having been a tree
I can only imagine such fear
of being chopped down
made into a chair
for a fat politician to sit in
calling for the removal of all trees
for construction of thousands of chairs
for all the city’s people to sit in
and listen to the fears of being a tree
as told by a chair
holding a fat politician
14 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
98. I sent a cardboard cut-out of myself to my lover
Her desires difficult to quench
She had triplets
with my cardboard cut-out
leaving me in the shadows
Wishing I had more
Dreaming it was me
Wishing it wasn’t
Wondering
why cardboard cut-outs of me are now part of the landfill
where they built the hospital
for the erotically insane
Lovers of my past
each holding cardboard cut-outs of me
15 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
99. I am excited about the end of civilization
when I can finally be myself
15 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
100. Her life was merely a passing thought
to everyone except to her
and to me
left haunted
scarred
excited
wounded
opaque
fulfilled
by every passing thought
I have left of her
16 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
101. I followed you
Until you died
Then your path became too weird
Windy
So now I only follow the setting sun
sinking forever more
into the lustful horizon
as landfill
16 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
102. How calm this storm
before your righteousness subdued the terror leaking from my heart
that you would possess me
once again then leave
Leaving me
Swept away by the storm that is you
18 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
103. We saw results differently
Washed away by misshapen mishaps
Philosophical foreign accents
the slurring of notions left unsolved
unresolved
dissolved
The sinkhole of interpretation
Swallowing
what should have been the seeing of results
as I do
Creating a perfect world
Ha Ha Ha
Just kidding
We all disappear
so easily into nothing at all
19 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
104. Your ambient love
Broke my heart
20 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
105. I learned to lie when you walked away
to myself
you will soon return
I have been lying to myself
for fifty years
20 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
106. Deep in my mind
I run and hide
no one knows the chase within
Colours running down my face
Perhaps I am invisible
Crowds pass me
Some right through me
I show no pain
Guilt is a fool’s game
I am a fool on the run
If only every hero would wait
as long as me
the kiss of death
could have been more fashionable
Pleasurable
Fantasy made flesh
But I run and hide deep in my mind
March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
107. Semi-spectacular surrealistic lover
suspending suspicious sequential events
left me baying once again
at the moon
Surprise Surprise
21 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
108. I thought becoming old would be boring
But no
I spend so much time counting new ageing spots on my skin
Wrinkles on my face
Grey hairs
So much memory loss that I forgot what I was to remember
New aches
New pains to massage
People in the shops to be grumpy at
Youngsters – those under 70 – to complain about
Political annoyances @ every turn
OMG
I never knew getting old would be so draining
I think I will take another nap
22 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
109. I mimic an epic alternative ending
to each episode of my life
returning to a predictable performance
in the midst of my confusion
crisis
circus
as the neighbours laugh
wishing they were not me
23 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
110. I like what I see
I don’t like what I see
I replace the mirror
with a picture of jesus
Now I don’t want to be me anymore
24 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
111. I remember you as a shadow
racing across my youth
disappearing when the lights went off
24 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
112. My gift to the world
You
Ha Ha Ha
25 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
113. I must say all the dead philosophers are shit
out of luck
25 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
114. I tumbled down the wrong side of your love
where the sun refuses to shine
Moon never rises
Cosmic dreams dissolve
However
never to regret
I would gladly tumble
so freely again
26 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
115. I reconceptualized my dreams of you
Realizing now
they were nightmares
never ending
27 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
116. I tried to be happy
Just to see what fools were like
Now I am a fool too
27 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
117. Less interesting than the common indentation of life
The reason for factual summary
of what could have been
gets deployed as laziness not manifest
So often we become muddled
with these ridiculous thoughts
some of which become believable
Though without sanctuary
nothing makes sense
Which explains why I have become less interested
in the common indentation of life
28 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
118. No one remembers me
or that I was the one speaking wisdom in their psychedelic landscape
where I am often dancing naked
in my 73-year-old body
where all the me-2 millennial castaways
masturbate
where no one remembers me
speaking wisdom in their psychedelic landscape
29 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
119. I am so bored with being a youthful warrior
chasing other’s fantasies away
Leave me to fade
off
into my own illusion
delusion
confusion
where fantasies need not to be chased away
29 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
120. I answered the ad
‘discount on love
35% off with free steak knives
if applied in the next ten moments’
Unfortunately I was put on hold for eleven minutes
Stabbed in the heart by love once again
30 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
121. I spent the past fifty years getting rid of all my friends
23-years oh so free
How grand it all should be
30 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
122. Not happy with the planning committee of this planet
Weather not correct
In-convenient
Days Nights too short
Bit messy
Love just a passing fantasy of emotionally stunted disrupted humans
Another asteroid direct hit would shake things up a bit
Start over
Origins of a new species with embedded Wi-Fi
And perhaps a bike lane through the centre of town
I definitely need to have a word with the planning committee of planet earth
31 March 2021 Adelaide, Australia
123. Shortly after I lost all sense of order
my life fell into place
01 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
124. Your love was a psychedelic kaleidoscopic cumulonimbus formation
enveloping all before
Now after
none of us exist
01 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
125. Alarms of doubt
awaken the sure-footed warrior
as he casts herself into the flames of desires
Stumbling
he grasps at fleeing shadows
wondering why she no longer makes sense
01 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
126. I lost virtual virginal visiting rights
to my favourite lurid lucid dreams
Leaving me devastated
But pure
For a new series of nightmares
featuring you
unedited
02 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
127. Now that you have been dead
Gone
20 years
I will stop telling you
that you were the one who let the dog out
and like you
she never came back
03 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
128. All the stupid people
with their stupid beliefs
makes me feel stupid
for not believing
any of their stupid beliefs
03 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
129. Thousands of years ago
philosophers were unable to Google answers
Lucky them
03 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
130. Shortly before I lost my looks
I posted a selfie on our mirror
reminding
of whom I was before you walked out our door
to die forever
so long ago
before I lost my looks
4 3 21 * Adelaide, Australia
131. I love have spotlights shining on me
Prevents me from falling
off the ladder to the stars
where dreams never come true
Where spotlights so bright
no one sees me falling
05 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
132. I read in a comic book that your love for me was real
Saw it in a cartoon too
Storm clouds obscured your skywriting message to me
not sure what less you could have said
My hacked accounts reminded me another cash infusion would release your love for me
My astrologer predicted it too...for a fee
Dermatologists across the Outback said stop letting you under my skin
Such a mystery love is
if only I could decipher anything at all
your love for me
and its slippery value could exist
06 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
133. If everyone in the world
was as lucky as me
would I be lucky
06 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
134. It took me seventy-three years
to realize
this was not a worthwhile poem
06 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
135. Shortly before being born
god confided a secret that he did not exist
that I should become a storyteller when I become old
to snare others
into believing she does
then we can all non-exist together
07 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
136. Forgot what I forgot
and why I keep smiling at my reflection
bouncing off stellar dust
as the choir sings hallelujah
and I avoid your name
07 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
137. Going extremely slow
Dreams broke open
as logic took a backseat
then we danced
the rest is just our twisted memory
reminding us to dream and nothing more
07 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
138. I outlived several nursey rhymes
Unpremeditatedly of course
Now with expeditiously retro cancel-culture
I am no more
08 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
139. Love is the great eraser
Vanquishing what was before
#Perhaps
You were the great eraser
I am no more
08 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
140. I was born on a stormy night of no coincidence
shortly before the end of time
Growing up was a challenge
as I masked reality with cerebral nostalgia of past fantasies
Old age such a delusion
just a passing mirage
fading
before the end of time
09 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
141. I embrace making mistakes
So that I can imagine what life would have been
if I had not
09 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
142. I had a text-book death
shortly before books became obsolete
So that I would not be just another digital masterpiece
like those dying now never will be
09 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
143. I often predict past events
just to watch them collapse as truth
in the future
09 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
144. Being wishy-washy
Fishing in wishing currents
with no chance of becoming anything more
than wishy-washy wishers
10 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
145. None of my dead friends attended my funeral
Leaving me to ponder whether friendship has a used by label
Were they accountable friends
Did any of my deceased friends take it personally
that I did not wax eloquently
with some useless limerick of their memory
of their endearing qualities
ha ha ha
now to ignore my plight
What messages are my dead friends attempting to transmit
by not going to
speaking
haunting my funeral
Again
10 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
146. How embarrassing it would be to be remembered as you
We could join the circus
No one would want to recognize us
separated by mere recognition at birth
As embarrassing it would be for you to be remembered as me
Again
11 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
147. Gently falling promises
cascading across a broken frozen memory
If only we had not slipped
Fell
Shattered
our promises may have held us together
long enough
to breathe in a new morning together
11 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
148. Ancient ruins hiding stories
Mysteries
Secrets
Petrified hopes/wishes/dreams/sadness
And that was just yesterday unravelled
Wait until today has been revealed
then ancient ruins will be remembered as the pinnacle
to today’s success
12 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
149. I asked my doctor what was wrong with me
she looked crazed then died laughing
If only I could have known
we would be at the carnival happily together
I never found out what was wrong with me
or the theoretical anomaly of dying laughing
I sit here watching my life slowly drain out
over a misty blurred horizon
and wonder whether there ever was a reason to care
Whether it is more noble to die laughing
than never to die at all
13 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
150. The loneliest thing anyone can do
is to realize
no one thinks like them
13 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
151. Always landing
Never landed
Always flying
Never in flight
Always living yesterday
Never today
Which is how I ended my recent conversation with myself
14 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
152. When asked why I ran naked through the town square
it was obvious I had forgotten how to relax
Dignity was left at the nursing-home door
Reason had become a casualty long ago
When asked why I ran naked
through the cathedral too
I let them hear
‘exercise is good no matter when’
Though in this padded cell
I no longer can
15 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
153. Long after we die
we will be remembered
for what we were forgotten for
Never existing
beyond a passing memory
washed away with shadows only we knew
16 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
154. We expected a different outcome
It is all so confusing
I would never attempt to write a poem
Story
Play
Exposé
narrating what happened
Why such an unexplainable ending
Are we the actors or the audience
Or just the confessional author unable to complete
Compete
We expected a different ending
The Big Bang
like our love
will never end in a tidy fashion
17 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
155. Due to a pre-existing wife
I need to stay vaccinated
against a terrible strain
of past memory hacks
18 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
156. Stolen memories replace ones I no longer wanted
Hoping yours are better than mine
20 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
157. Such a change of seasons
Fallen leaves
Frosty love
Forgotten times
A sudden crack in forward motions
Nature died
Though not really
She sleeps too often
Life pretends
Rolls over
Starts again
Such a change of season
Time to go and be born anew
20 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
158. Wow this is different
I screamed into my tea
The End!
21 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
159. Surges of joy
Happiness sparks
Everything looks good
80% towards great
Stuff turning to dust
gold dust
On a winning streak
of losses
Learning to love being last
Riding the train through the Outback
Maybe forever
Nothing left of the world
destroyed outside my window
no angels left to sing
I don’t care
Only this ride through surges of joy
There is nothing else
22 April 2021 Overland Train > Adelaide to Melbourne
160. I will never be free
as long as I am a ghost
in your dreamings
22 April 2021 Overland Train > Adelaide to Melbourne
161. Never knew you flew
few far in-between
Such a smudge on time
If navigations were simply adequate
would I not fly too
Here there in-between
where long ago off you flew
too
27 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
162. Strangers texting to be my friend
I tell them to wait until 1947
as that is when I will be born
Then we can be friends forever
27 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
163. I left pages blank in my diary
in case you reincarnate
wanting to set a time
to love me again
28 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
164. I thought my life could not be worse
until my dead friends
family
pets
dreams
appeared in me in a dream (of all places)
saying it could be so
I could be with them
tormenting themselves
for not staying with me
28 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
165. A week after I died
I sent myself a ‘get-well’ card
I never received it
28 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
166. Quietly we placed the future behind us
as if their schadenfreude predictions had already manifest
leaving us hidden
shuddering
beneath this weight of the inevitable
(so often devouring our every thought)
Yet letting us escape behind darkened karmic infused mirrors
whose only reflection
(lies unto themselves)
quietly disturb
what only could be the future
So unattainable
28 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
167. I hung my thoughts out to dry
Rain came
Washed them away
28 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
168. I love being elderly
Makes me realize how far yet to go to be young again
Start over
Ashes gently blowing in the wind
Another shadow over a shit-filled horizon
What is there not to love
with being elderly
29 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
169. So excited about tomorrow
Another day to add to my collection
Trophies of consumption
placed on a hoped-for shelf
If tomorrow should be so fortunate to include me
amongst her ghostly guests
29 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
170. Strangely embraced thoughts
Possibilities so endless
Fascinating how we got to this place
More than seven-billion people with strangely embraced thoughts
I wonder how many are identical to mine
The hum of thoughts filling all time and space
No wonder evolution is grinding to a halt
Stopping me in my tracks
30 April 2021 Adelaide, Australia
171. Today was fun
I lost my way
Drifted amongst clouds
Frolicked with mermaids
Laughed out-of-tune
Gambled away my inheritance
Wrote a mystery novel
on a toilet paper roll
(recycled)
Discarded all religious beliefs
Began a new one
(soon forgotten)
Today was fun
I wonder if I shall remember it tomorrow
02 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
172. I cleaned my window
so as to see
how bright the approaching future
will be
03 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
173. All the worries of the past 50 years
slipped away
with a re-enactment of one moment
we thought would be the time we would remember forever
that 50 years ago moment
replacing now
with so much delight
The power of memory to dissolve all else in front of it
A miracle of the mind’s only lasting salvation
Yesterday for Today
03 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
174. I stayed awake all night
thinking about a dream I had the night before
What a daze to spend the days in
04 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
175. Lost words
None left
to create a poem
05 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
176. Saw my name scribbled across the breasts of time
WOW
What a turn on
05 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
177. All the lost sheep
following me into my lostness
in their infinite joy
05 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
178. Life in shambles
Such an art form
Forum
Abstract fantasy realism
disabled
scattered about
How simple is complication
If only we could frame it
Hang it in the gallery of forgotten time
Ancient forum form
We could visit our life in shambles
whenever we wanted
perspective
06 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
179. I sought solace from the worry exterminators
Eradicate
Replace
I screamed
Thunder
Lightening
Fireworks
nature’s orgasm
Peace
Stillness
how boring is solace
I am returning to worry on the next flight of consciousness out of here
07 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
180. Wisdom is for idiots
Give me ignorance
And I will show you a good time
07 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
181. If only I could start over
I would have begun with a different line
Now set in stone
such a mundane start
If only something dramatic
Sexually shocking
Profoundly impelling
Consciousness raising
A new level of perception
Prize winning material
Life changing
Evolutionary enhancing
if only I could start over
08 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
182. Unable to enlist anyone to play the part of me
Change the script
Spice up the story
Try a new tune
I went back to bed
for another day of being me
09 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
183. For the impeccable discerning wandering consciousness junkie
So often found frolicking beneath fallen debris of wasteland dreams
there is now sentimental coding building persuasions
of forgettable phantoms
to implant into our uncontrollable trolling mind
we once thought was our own
09 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
184. In an incredible act of defiance
The sun rose
10 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
185. As an audience of one
to myself
The applause is almost deafening
whenever I leave stage
Spotlights go off
Curtains burst into flames
Audience leaves
10 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
186. In a war against my body
War won
Peace won
Resulting in a dream body
to sleep in
but not to awaken in
12 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
187. Closed doors
No man passes
to see her shadow
smirking
on the other side
12 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
188. I pulled sheets over my head
to stop blankets from laughing at me
Their ruckus continued throughout my dreams
Who knew such destruction could follow an evening of debauchery
Next time
I will sleep beneath carpets
laugh at myself
12 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
189. Her love died
in the cemetery
of broken clichés
13 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
190. Her love was a statue
decaying in the cemetery
of broken clichés
13 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
191. We tried to replicate each other
as if we were the last laugh on earth
13 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
192. Old age is like arguing with weather
Whether or not change is inevitable
Unlikely
Forgivable
Unintended
With nothing left
@ the end of rainbows
but for memories
of a sunnier time
13 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
193. Without memory
we would cease to exist
14 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
194. Long ago when I watched news
I had fears
some of it could be true
No longer watching news
I fear what I do not know
Now that I totally exist
in an alternative-imaginary-dream_filled- hallucinatory state
I fear I will awaken to find I am wrong
14 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
195. While chatting with a statue
in the town square
I realized my construct of the universe
was suspect
14 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
196. I stretched reality to include lies
that are fantasies
encased in dreams
that I believed were true
Reality is elastic
or it was before developing porous quality
broken stands of DNA
Letting lies disguised as dreams
Once-were-fantasies to tumble out across the landscape of…
So much for the ill-fated doctrines of reality
16 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
197. In an unlikely contribution
Nothing was added
Leaving those without
free of knowledge
which gave rise to politicians
to lead us with their unlikely contributions
of nothing at all
19 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
198. While lifting weights at the gym
I contemplated the burdens of life
and how crushing they are
if dropped to soon
19 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
199. When all is said and done
we will play back selfies
in delight
of whom we thought we were
when we were glorious
20 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
200. I acted dumb
Befuddled
Just to confuse those who thought I was
21 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
201. Pretend we are dancing
as the whirling world slips away
Dissolving vapours
moving colourlessly against obliterated backgrounds
Dreamtime in motion
(woke ancient storytelling believed)
Chemical interactions
spilling love’s interpretation
across frontal nodes
(determining the allocation of attentional resources to novel events)
over the crying horizon
pretending we are dancing
Nothing is further from the truth
21 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
202. Her love was a twisted linguistic nightmare
chasing me through the afterlife
of narratives gone astray
22 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
203. Now that we are warm
let memories
like snowflakes
fall
Melting upon us
in our masquerading simplicity
22 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
204. She was a house to me
Open door
Open windows
Broken furniture inside
for me to fall over
for her
again
23 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
205. Inspiration is a slut
ready to surrender
to whomever will pay the price
Raped
rewards
screaming
into the alley
as shadows applaud in salacious silent inspiration
Then jesus wept
23 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
206. I wish my dead family and friends
lovers too
could see how alive I am
now that I am not dead
like they so selfishly are
Never thinking about me
and the time’s we had
when we were non-dead
running through life
in our dream like state
like I so often do now
24 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
207. I thought we had found
Discovered
Intuited
the easy win in
Doors opening
Dead seas parting
Partying
Spotlights to the stage
pulsating
Whispers softened
Stillness personified
If we had not tripped
Fallen
Broken
@ the end
easily we could
would
should
have found
the easy way in
27 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
208. Today was an extremely creative
Prosperous
Enlightening
Thrilling day
I wrote this
28 May 2021 Adelaide, Australia
209. Now I remember what I meant to say
when I walked out the door
so many decades ago
following times of love
Pain
Change
Doubt
Hopes
Dreams
Wishes
Mangled narratives
“don’t forget to turn off the lights as you slam forever shut the door on what was once all that of you I dare to remember
Is what I mean to say
04 June 2021 Bourke, New South Wales, Australia
210. So seldom settled
Changes
call
Charging
I respond
Each step forward
such a rush
There is no destination
No light at the end
Rest areas along the highway
nothing more than a place to piss
Urges propelling me
The flight
never the landing
is what I live for
always taking off
If tomorrow was yesterday
I would hide in fear of going back
I love this life
So seldom settled
06 June 2021 Cunnamulla, Queensland, Australia
211. The great times we are having
become those we had
have not
Had not
Crushing circles of life
only the dead have no wishes to do it again
Lucky them
07 June 2021 Rest Area (camping) 45 Ks North of Augathella, Queensland, Australia
212. Tomorrow your birthday
I offered you the moon and stars
All you wanted was cake which I have none of
So I gave you the moon and stars
What a good gifter am I
07 June 2021 Rest Area (camping) 45 Ks North of Augathella, Queensland, Australia
213. Unclassified experiences
Good bad
Indifferent
Explanations classified
Love desire wants wishes hope drownings
in a southernly windful mist
like with any psychedelic vortex thought
invades
prevails
we are left once again
with unclassified experiences
(luggage)
07 June 2021 (camping) Longreach, Queensland, Australia
214. Frozen memories of us
naked in the mist
Melted in the morning sun
Like being de-friended on Facebook
11 June 2021 Camping in a paddock in the Outback - Prairie, Queensland
215. I bond with inanimate objects
Shirts surf boards gods tofu shoes trains
They tell me stuff
Even how to exfoliate memories
(such as you walking out the door)
People lie
objects only slightly exaggerate
I watch my reflection in thrift-store treasures
smiling in lieu of truth
knowing they were once-upon-a-time
mine
always will be
unlike you
I bond with inanimate objects
12 June 2021 Charters Towers Caravan Park, Queensland, Australia
216. Missing parts
Unsolved love
Mangled memories
Rodeo emotions
Out of sync sirens
Transcendent hope
Random mismatched electrical brain waves
Leaving me in such a desirous state
Spontaneously
12 June 2021 Charters Towers Caravan Park, Queensland, Australia
217. I reframed my dreams
so your ghostly appearance would make sense
as you hacked my being
Crashed my essence
Scrambled our DNA
causing me to malfunction
into a reframed dream
of your creation
13 June 2021 Greenvale Caravan Park, Queensland, Australia
218. I realized no one was reading my tweets
soon after walking out into the world
seeing everyone had died
in a nuclear-covid_pandemic- asteroid _crashing-climate_extinction event
but I continued to tweet
as if my life depended on it
14 June 2021 Greenvale Caravan Park, Queensland, Australia
219. I am plagued by dreams of crocodiles hunting me
in multilingual brothels
none of which I understand
Fondling nuns
laugh at me
Lovers weaponize their looks
torturing me with opaque desire
Sociopathic ex-wives laugh
as I bay at the moon
My narratives
have false conclusions
Being old
surely is the shits
14 June 2021 Ravenshoe Steam Railway, Queensland
220. Mood swings
Tidal waves of feelings
Drowning in sunlight
Recycled oxygen in a vacuum
The scent of trouble
Sounds (murmurs) of resolution
Revolution of the subconscious leaking
(flooding)
Learning to swim
Mood swings
15 June 2021 Ravenshoe Train Station, Queensland, Australia
221, Quiet camping in the Outback
Nature nightly farting
Animals hunting
Sexing
No snoring involved
A bit boring
Perhaps rain thunder lightening
would liven up the night
I turn off the night
Turn on my phone to shatter such silence
with a lovely bloody loud murder mystery
if only there had been a storm
the Outback would have been left alone to continue alone along in its non-destructive boredom
16 June 2021 Atherton War Memorial Campgrounds, Queensland, Australia
222. We saw without looking
sang without hearing
The taste of you lingers
Dreams come and go
Memories morph
Wherever you go
I should have followed
We saw without looking
the future was never for us to bungle
but we did
17 June 2021 Atherton War Memorial Campgrounds, Queensland, Australia
223. While listening to the voice within
a feral cat
proclaiming to be god
smudged
my perceptions of life
18 June 2021 Atherton War Memorial Campgrounds, Queensland, Australia
224. There are over 7.5 billion drunken would-be strangers
stumbling about
looking for a purpose for existence
No wonder the world
is fucked
18 June 2021 Ringers Rest Camping, Mareeba, Queensland, Australia
225. Social media cowboys
crying
because there is nowhere to land
Crowd sourced cowgirls
too woke
to awaken
Old-school politicians
termites upon the land
If I knew what I was doing
Gone I’d be
18 June 2021 Ringers Rest Camping, Mareeba, Queensland, Australia
226. In a death-defying act
I lived long enough
to be defying death
as the best explanation
for life
19 June 2021 Ringers Rest Camping, Mareeba, Queensland, Australia
227. Slowed down attribution
following sequential pairing of ought
We are shadows in the mist
In the midst
Fast past
Pass me please
Dial me in as another synchronizing elite wantabe
because as slowed down attributions of change
Chance
No one notices
20 June 2021 Ringers Rest Camping, Mareeba, Queensland, Australia
228. Love explodes
as desire untangles
the embers of change
20 June 2021 Ringers Rest Camping, Mareeba, Queensland, Australia
229. Little doubt plays softly
Gleefully
Serenading potentiality
hiding in an alley
Nothing is suspected
Specifically
“isn’t love grand”
Ordinary challenges momentary’s hold on reality
Nothing is as doubt would have it
ever again
22 June 2021 Mossman Pool and Caravan Park, Mossman, Queensland, Australia
230. Perfect nonsense
created an ideal morning for me
to go crazy in
23 June 2021 Mossman Pool and Caravan Park, Mossman, Queensland, Australia
231. Phase next
finally complete
Colours sounds aspirations
collectively mingled
breaking down dawn
showing a new direction
Though if I were a betting man
I would still avoid taking a chance on me
Now that this phase is finally over
24 June 2021 Lake Placid Tourist Park, Cairns, Queensland, Australia
232. How wonderful waking next to you
Realizing you are not
she
who murdered me just now
in a dream of horrific portions
(blood dripping like tear drops over painful memories)
with no escape
but to wake next to you
24 June 2021 Lake Placid Tourist Park, Cairns, Queensland, Australia
233. At the rate heroes are deceasing
only clowns will be left to escape
this circus we have created
as our monument to just another failed planet
drifting through space
looking for a time-space continuum
capable of producing heroes
to save our sorry assess
from the clowns we have become
26 June 2021 Lake Placid Tourist Park, Cairns, Queensland, Australia
234. All my ghosts have reincarnated
as stray dogs barking and biting me
as I sell self-worth favours to the passing
mutilated multitudes mumbling
forgiveness
as if I was the last saint on earth
which no doubt I am
Now
since all my ghosts have incarnated as stray shadows of whom I once could have been and still may be if luck should rain on me
I am free
27 June 2021 Lake Placid Tourist Park, Cairns, Queensland, Australia
235. She left me standing in the rain
@ high tide
Rivers of memory never forsaken
So thin the veil of yesterday
If only I could swim
I would smile once again
Standing here in the rain
29 June 2021 Babinda, Queensland, Australia
236. Failure is a logical assumption of misunderstood mechanics
A simple minute tinkering
can quickly make failure into an art forum
as I so often have demonstrated
in my life as a one-man show of unique failures personified
29 June 2021 Babinda, Queensland, Australia
237. Dangling dangerous dance
spinning out of control
Such a fright to wake in a cold stance
against such times of change
I had a friend who said he would never die
I was the only one to believe him
as if there would never be another chance
in this annoying dangling dangerous dance
where enough of my friend died (like his body) so long ago
I have forgotten who he is
or why I believed enough to write all of this
30 June 2021 Babinda, Queensland, Australia
238. Hints of understanding
made us into prophets of doom
celebrating our misunderstanding
that life should seem normal
when it no longer makes sense
30 June 2021 Babinda, Queensland, Australia
239. The taste of love
hath no cure
but to keep the mouth closed
when the taste so imagined
is poison
disguised as love
31 June 2021 Babinda, Queensland, Australia
240. I was so lucky today
no one knew it was me
making the universe queasy
from my screams of disillusionment
swallowed by time
as I stood the test of time
No one cared
I was so lucky today
31 June 2021 Babinda, Queensland, Australia
241. So lucky to be here
rather than buried beneath your love
bleeding out hope
you would remember me still
01 July 2021 Mission Beach, Queensland, Australia
242. @ The horrendous recital love and hate
played a duet
making the audience shit in their pants
though the applause
gave a second curtain call
A memory no one wanted
01 July 2021 Mission Beach, Queensland, Australia
243. I stopped for a breather in childhood
All going so fast
When I started again
I was already in my seventies
I need to take a breather again
02 July 2021 Mission Beach, Queensland, Australia
244. I had hoped my past would catch up to me
maybe even go right on by
Yesterday is gone
I am shit out of luck
02 July 2021 Mission Beach, Queensland, Australia
245. I think I awoke in the midst of someone else’s dream
People looking peculiar
Acting strange
A lone drummer said she recognized me
from a previous existence
I had been a stray dog she had beaten to death
I felt strangely sexually attracted to her
and had a migraine
due to her inconsistent drumming
She blinded me with her drumsticks
telling me to find someone else’s dream
to soil myself in
I am off now
There is a bagpiper waving to me
Curing my confusion
and sense of time
when waking in other’s hopeless dream
02 July 2021 Mission Beach, Queensland, Australia
246. I traded places
with whom I could not be
What an error
No one wants to be me
hiding in my dismay
of who I could not be
3. July 2021 Mission Beach, Queensland, Australia
247. I forgot the next line
Otherwise
I would have had a complete thought
3. July 2021 Mission Beach, Queensland, Australia
248. I split the difference
between right and wrong
so no one would notice
03. July 2021 Mission Beach, Queensland, Australia
249. We didn’t realize how dark it was
until the roses stopped blooming
Rain kept falling
Fires charred all before it
Love evaporated
Chocolate melted
Animals laid down to die
Dinosaurs reclaimed earth
Republicans took over America
We didn’t realize how dark it was
04. June 2021 Rollingstone, Vincent Parker Park, Queensland, Australia
250. If only I were a seed
blown away by seasonal change
to grow and prosper in a fertile dream
I would shed my tears elsewhere
04. June 2021 Rollingstone, Vincent Parker Park, Queensland, Australia
251. What a startled world we live in People gasping
Breathless
Overlooked assumptions
How did we get to this place
with everyone so startled
05 July 2021 Rollingstone, Vincent Parker Park, Queensland, Australia
252. All the men stood erect
with erections
as their karma bent over
for applause
05 July 2021 Rollingstone, Vincent Parker Park, Babinda, Queensland, Australia
253. Again I lost an argument with myself
Flushed away innocence
in morning’s sugar-coated
elusive explosion
as I argue in the mirror
Losing once again
06 July 2021 Rollingstone, Vincent Parker Park, Queensland, Australa
254. Happy birthday son
If only you had not killed yourself
18-years ago
you would have me to blow out your candles
in case you were too busy
like you are now
being dead so long
you no longer sing with me
on our birthday
June 2021 Townsville, Queensland, Australia
255. Before dreams of you faded
Magical mystical moonlight memories
were turbulent seas
worthy our efforts of escape
Now that they have faded
I prefer to escape
Not dream
Not remember
Not live
07 July 2021 Town Hill Showgrounds, Queensland, Australia
256. Listening to frogs dancing in the night
lizards singing blues
birds lusting
Nature is so horny
tonight I may need to swim ashore before drowning
08 July 2021 Town Hill Showgrounds, Queensland, Australia
257. Simply so sensitive
Brain cells colliding
We pass through space
finding temporary links
Adhering magnetically mystery magic merging randomness
So soon erased
Believing there is more to it all
because we are
simply so sensitive
we think life is real
09 July 2021 Bowen Palms Caravan Park, Queensland, Australia
258. The reason I am so free
Because I learned to bounce
09 July 2021 Bowen Palms Caravan Park, Queensland, Australia
259. @ the beach
Like any wildlife
I let night cover me
as once I did
the loves of my youth
Hiding us
Future proofing
before morning would make us visible
Vulnerable to the recklessness of a world
we had no intention of inheriting
@ the beach
Remembering life so grand
July 2021 Ball Bay, Queensland, Australia
260. Folks writing books
Lots of them
Woven stories
fantasy fabric factories
How do they find the time
Who reads them
trees sacrificed
global warmest
$ changing hands
I am lucky to find time to write this
I am told I have all the time in the world
I don’t think so
Not enough time to finish this thought
Shit out of luck
11 July 2021 Ball Bay, Queensland, Australia
261. God Part 1
I like to make commitments
I will not keep
Makes me feel like God
12 July 2021 Ball Bay, Queensland, Australia
262. God Part 2
I put my money on the wrong God
came in last
Now that I lost everything
they are all pissed @ me
12 July 2021 Ball Bay, Queensland, Australia
263. All those passing past mind-numbing experiences
making us who we are
should be put on hold
for some other clown to experience
giving us a free slate
to fuck up
12. July 2021 Ball Bay, Queensland, Australia
264. It was a dark stormy fucked up night
when reality and I divorced
Stoned Cassowaries cried “oh holy night”
I laughed with joy
What a delightful time we live in
Painted ladies offered me passion
for memories rusting in the wind
Due to my advancing amnesia
I traded without thought
Now I wander the dreamless landscape of my old-age
oblivious to the obvious
knowing I finally have achieved fucked up reality
those saints and gurus forever have promised
to the likes of me
13 July 2021 Ball Bay, Queensland, Australia
265. As with any random thought
broken wings were in flight
What was created floated easily away
Chasing images possibilities
into wild seas
as with any random thought
13 July 2021 Ball Bay, Queensland, Australia
266. We melted away
as ice cream
in the noonday sun
Nevermore to be free
as ice cream
in the noonday sun
Flavoured memories
as ice cream
in the noonday sun
Our time together
as ice cream
in the noonday sun
The totality of life
as ice cream
in the noonday sun
13 July 2021 Ball Bay, Queensland, Australia
267. I forgot how sleepy I was
until you awoke me
reminding me
the world had ended
but I had not
So sleepy I was
Never noticed
14 July 2021 Ball Bay, Queensland, Australia
268. So much effort
Another goal achieved
Finally
the end of this sentence
14 July 2021 Ball Bay, Queensland, Australia
269. My writing used to be dark
Ominous
Gloomy
Until I was blinded by the light
Now I cannot see to write anything
Murky
Foreboding
Depressing
14 July 2021 Ball Bay, Queensland, Australia
270. Through multiple mistakes
Mishaps
Wrong turns
Faulty thinking
I have embraced the creative perfection
of the other way
15 July 2021 Ball Bay, Queensland, Australia
271. The blank slate we are born with
becomes so full
we die
just to erase it
making space
to begin again
15 July 2021 Ball Bay, Queensland, Australia
272. Strange sounds in the night
frighten the weary saleswoman
out to steal my soul
with a bargain none can refuse
until strange sounds
sets us free
anew
again
15 July 2021 Ball Bay, Queensland, Australia
273. Oh Shit!
I got nothin’ to write
Words stab @ me
Tumour prose floods my unlit consciousness
Digital dreams cloud my judgement
Let the robotic poets replace us tired humans with nothing left to say
as we constantly chant mantras of nonsense
recognizing what we have to say is shit
16 July 2021 Town Hill – camping alongside highway, Queensland, Australia
273. Statistically
76% nightmares without you
marginally tolerable
82% life without you
barely tolerable
91% I forget you left so long ago
life so liveable
17.
July 2021 Campaspe River Rest Area, Homestead, Queensland, Australia
274. Unaware of the/an endgame
seven billion of us
rush forward without a clue
of why
what
where
when
then
when the big quiet arrives
Arises
it will be as if we were never here
silence is the game
17. July 2021 Campaspe River Rest Area, Homestead, Queensland, Australia
275. We made a mad dash to the border
No one was there
We danced
We sang
We escaped
Borders without people
What a perfect world
finally
This has become
18 July 2021 Julia Creek, Queensland, Australia
276. Especially concurrent tapestries
cover divergent waves of thoughts
streaming through impossible possibilities
making for a most mysterious night
20 July 2021 Corella Dam, Cloncurry, Queensland, Australia
277. Boxes of answers
waiting to be united with questions
providing explanations
for the undefeated
and their defeated cohorts
20 July 2021 Corella Dam, Cloncurry, Queensland, Australia
278. So easy to collapse into the past
Buried insights
Unworthy to share
20 July 2021 Corella Dam, Cloncurry, Queensland, Australia
279. You are the half of me
that gives the sunshine in my life
the warmth
for me to chill in
21 July 2021 Corella Dam, Cloncurry, Queensland, Australia
280. The wind blew disproportionally
as if caught in a symphonic accident
If meaning were virtualist
the pure of heart
would gently blow away too
I enjoy being the unsolvable problem
drifting through social media
meaninglessly
effortlessly
drastically out of character
performing absurdly
as the wind blows
disproportionally
21 July 2021 Corella Dam, Cloncurry, Queensland, Australia
281. I slowed down
World flew past
Broken wings
mountain crashing
I passed by
umbrella up
No debris struck me
What a glorious time we live in
23 July 2021 Camooweal Billabong, Queensland, Australia
282. I believed the billabong was a wishing well
I wished 4U2 #FreeMe
Ground rattled
Sky bled
Screaming trees
labelled me strange
Strangers
threw bibles at me
Songs from a Methodist hymnal blinded me
as I sank breathlessly into the billabong
masked as a wishing well
as the calendar closed on another year without you
in a most politically incorrect fashion
following no known etiquette
The earth exploded
Killing everyone on board
as neighbouring planets
laughed inappropriately
23 July 2021 Camooweal Billabong, Queensland, Australia
283. So many life lessons today
almost understood
I will incarnate several more times
to make the same errors
different settings
to check
if they were learnt
23 July 2021 Camooweal Billabong, Queensland, Australia
284. I thought I had a new audience
until all the mice ran away
leaving me with performance anxiety
once again
25 July 2021 Barkly Homestead, Queensland, Australia
285. Love rises in the east
fades in the west
As you did
morning to night
Darkness evermore
25 July 2021 Barkly Homestead, Queensland, Australia
286. Chosen memories escaped
leaving me breathless
with but this remaining thought of you
25 July 2021 Barkly Homestead, Queensland, Australia
287. We rushed through life
so we could die
in a timely fashion
25 July 2021 Barkly Homestead, Queensland, Australia
288. I shuttered the window closest to my thought
Yet
Still Dreamtime ancestral secrets
blew in
Haunting my dimming rational ploys
How could I
a white person
have any ancestral thing happening
I flew into the night
Snakes fed on my ignorance
Ancient winds delivered me
to a mad mystical medicine magician
who boiled me alive
Constraining my freedom
to escape to a few loose illusions
This being the only one I remember
25 July 2021 Devils Marbles, Northern Territory, Australia
289. In the centre of Australia
Smack dab in the middle
Fold Australia in half
Horizontally
Again vertically
Now toss it away
We are then nowhere
I should not have gone to the centre of Australia
If I had not
I would be here
There
In the centre of Australia
With
Or without
you
27 July 2021 Ti Tree Homestead, Northern Territory, Australia
290. The last time I saw Rick was 30 years ago
I believed we were younger then
Chunks of life coloured in
Passed by
Now shared
like we had barely finished some random sentence
30 years later continued where we had left off
randomly
Family Friends
remembered
Some dead some dying some faded/fading memories
all 30 years older
So fast time goes by
Only seeing someone from long ago story shows the passage of time
If we should meet again in thirty years
both over one hundred
will be interesting
especially if we believe we are still alive
28 July 2021 Alice Springs, Northern Territory, Australia
291. I stayed longer than planned
The plan was to visit earth for a brief alien moment
Crack some jokes
Do a few magic tricks
Random propagation
Avoid mishaps
Have a trophy wife
Trophy body
Gather applause
Act iconic
then escape before anyone noticed
I had been here
The plan backfired
when they cloned me
only to lose track of which was the original
30 July 2021 Alice Springs, Northern Territory, Australia
292. I remembered her as the fireworks of my youth
lightening up my life
in such an explosive sky
I almost drowned
in search of a repeat performance
that never occurred
30 July 2021 Alice Springs, Northern Territory, Australia
293. Out on the highway
Wildflowers are trampled
Outlaw winds swear @ justice
Injustice laughs
Coldness so naked
landscape hides in despair
If there was ever a way off
of this outlaw highway
long ago
we would have perished in the desert
so fortunate our life would have been
01 August 2021 Pootnoura Rest Area, Stuart Highway, South Australia
294. When you were my destination
The journey so fine
gliding like liberty on parade
With you gone
no end in sight
I think I will just lie down and die
Never to reach my destination
01 August 2021 Pootnoura Rest Area, Stuart Highway, South Australia
295. In the aftermath of our deleted defeated disastrous delusional drunken diabolical dream…
(unfinished thought)
02 August 2021 Rest Area 20 Ks South of Cobber Pedy, Stuart Highway, South Australia
296. I stopped to care
You raced on
Now not there
Life so. Unfair
02 August 2021 Rest Area 20 Ks South of Cobber Pedy, Stuart Highway, South Australia
297. What a surprise
I surmise
to prize
a size of thought
large enough to envelope all of life
hiding remaining pieces of plots of plays of life
that so often surprise
enough not to realize
life is a joke
unravelled
02 August 2021 Rest Area 20 Ks South of Cobber Pedy, Stuart Highway, South Australia
298. Life is an erotic landscape
filled with alien forms
wonderous of exploration
03 August 2021 Lake Hart, Stuart Highway, South Australia
299. The end of our street
The end of our duet
The end of our dance
The end of our dreams
Hopes
Wishes
Life
THE END
03 August 2021 Lake Hart, Stuart Highway, South Australia
300. Freedom flies fast
If but time would allow
it could be packaged
Given to refugees
All of us wondrously happy
05
August 2021 Port Augusta, South Australia
301. Last night on the road
Tomorrow back to same old
Same old
when the road was yet to discover
us
and we were to forget
we had ever begun miracles
of explorations
05 August 2021 Port Augusta, South Australia
302. Hopeless genius
Genius of hopelessness
How perfect this direction
of perfection
no correction intended
Hopeless genius on parade
Where even the wind dies laughing
06 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
303. Prisoner of consciousness
Released too early
Such a slanderous occasion
we jump for joy
Surely no one could foresee we would return so quickly
to be prisoners of consciousness
drifting across landscape
unimagined in the madness
we believed is our life
07 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
304. I took a writer’s easy way out
Instead of creating a lengthy novel
with a dynamic beginning
torturous unresolvable middle
miraculous conclusion stretching over hundreds and hundreds of pages with illustrations and recipes throughout
I wrote this
A writer’s easy way out
05 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
305. Long before my pen ran out of ink
I wrote this
Now I wish my pen had run out of ink earlier
08 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
306. Painted on desire
masks subliminal passion in another restless night of shadows
screaming for release
I roll over
whispering to my pillow
‘Not tonight Josephina’
09
August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
307.
Few hours left of 73 years
searching for the value of becoming 74
while the world around me ages faster
than I can keep up with her
09 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
308. What a relaxing day
We died
Or so thought the assembled masses
peering through their clouded mist
Strange the perception bottled up in the minds of the elite
How extraordinary is the muddled thoughts
stumbling against the jaded landscape
of the human mind
Because for an instance
I had pure thought
stunned silence as they said
I was archived
Pronounced dead
prepared as sacrificial mulch for the cemetery garden of forgotten dreams
Obviously
none of this is true
Just a random recurring thought I forgot to take control of
in this relaxing day
10 August 2021 (on my 74th birthday) Adelaide, South Australia
309. Stretched out across the tarmac of my mind
Alien probes circle before landing
Many recognizable from youth
@ birth even I shared structural elements unseeable
Unhearable
Unbelievable
Packaged meaning poured out
The stories were true
Fables invented to control
now seemed foolishly vulnerable rained from broken clouds floating out of place
We will all drown
I am sure of it
So thankful for the safety of the sheltering tarmac of my mind
11 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
301. Circus animals @ my window
wanting me to run away with them
Secretively I close the window
as I am in love with the jugglers
frolickingly naked clowns
a trapeze beauty
a few incoherent escapes from the me-2 movement
dozens of ex-wives
a fantastically seductive mystic warrior trying to raise me from the dead
So why would I join a bunch of silly vociferous circus animals @ my window
making me appear foolish
Once again
12 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
302. Buried deep in the murky inner recesses of my super-sub-conscious
is the thought
contrary to conventional wisdom
out of step with social media
possibly an out right lie
is that I am alive
To address proof
is to enter uncharted waters
City centre mall peasants
shake in disbelief
Feminist rodeo performers
laugh
Non-binary cattle stampede
Leftist politicians trip
over their right foot
Horny aliens
wink @ me
I am so confused
We are all drowning
in disbelief
13 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
303. How far gone the past has flown
Broken wings
crashing into the receding marshmallow like horizon
I reach out trying to retrieve
stopping midway to nowhere
Glimpses of faded memories fading
I grasp outlines of the past passing fast
Nothing clears
past is opaque
Eternity is short
Life so much shorter
How far gone
the past has flown
14 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
304. Your love crumbled like a misunderstood poem
Broken words
Misconstrued meaning
How wonderful a new dawn
blots out such a broken narrative
15 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
305. Only 55 people
all on Facebook remembered my birthday this year
7.5 billion others on earth ignored it
WTF
How troubling is that
306. Winter’s western wind
freshly frozen forever
left me stupidly alone
clutching thawed memories
of when we were
15 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
307.
Lovers clever whisperings
risqué risks
wakens youthful warped memories
as I stumble along the boulevard
towards a sentimental alley
I can succumb to memories of lovers
clever whisperings
in
15 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
308. Your love was a masterpiece
ravaged by time
and so many others
after I left
collapsing onto a bottomless floor
@ the museum of lost love
Forever trampled on by regret
16 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
309. Tomorrow I will face the facts
but today
my interpretation
of the way it is
will keep me floating
through my atmospheric turmoil
still intact
16 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
310. Love is so easily explained
So easily misunderstood
So easy
So nourishing
many starve to death for lack of love
Love is fun
Love is me
Love is worth the waking up
no matter how many times we have died
16 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
311. She was always so quiet
I still have difficulty with her whispering desire
enveloping me in my sleep
Even now
decades after she died
in her quiet way
17 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
312. If everyone died off
except for my family and friends
we would have such a sustainable planet
there would be enough love
for all
17 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
313. Using words to say nothing
We slipped between the covers of darkness and morning
Neither of which could escape
our naked surprise
of the fluidity
imagination disguises us with
18 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
314. Our goal in life
is to construct nonsense
to appear believable enough
to progress beyond now
If only you had believed me
we would have lasted longer
than a passing breath
once upon a time shared
18 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
315. What happened
could have been avoided
What was avoided
should have happened
Otherwise staying awake
has no value
19 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
316. I became ultra-fixated on nothing @ all
when in fact only of you
I had wanted thought
How fluid a wandering mind is
A swamp @ the edge of a glacier
melting before its time
Flooding coastlines
Drowning fools such as me
ultra-fixated on nothing @ all
instead of you
20 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
317. My thinking has little changed in the past fifty years
Though now I save them in the cloud
where they fall as polluting rain
over the sandy-rocky-barren Outback
where marsupials drink my thoughts in flooded billabongs
then die
with stomachs filled of non-organic realism
20 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
318. To die in your arms
The most rewarding thing
the enemies of my ancestors
could achieve
21 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
319. When I awoke this morning no one remembers me
I remember them
faces touches joy pain laughter longings
#Fjaoi*ddjf$paj@ij
Why have I disappeared from lover’s past
I go back to sleep where they remember me
so together we are
evermore
21 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
320. Thoughts like aging love
left to decay
upon fortified fertile soiled soil
Foundation for a new generation of insanity
as I have often demonstrated
21 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
321. Intoxicated poetry
left me stumbling
over reality once again
21 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
322. So easy to return to a simpler time
like before I was born
though how should I know
than to separate the past 74-years from before
when a simpler time spoke
@ ease
without me
22 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
323. In an awkward series of missteps and hurdles
I slipped into the former glory of whom I could have been
if only I had kept my eyes closed
long enough
to have avoided such an awkward series of missteps with hurdles
23 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
324. The advertisers know
how to make
a better happier hipper more love
Me
I filled my life with their products
I became an animation
A cartoon
reflecting a wonderful pretendable
Me
Everyone wanted to be me
Terrell in a capsule
Take before bed
Have wonderful dreams of being me
So lucky that all those ads
Everywhere
Made me so fulfilled
Like they will you
when you are ready
to pay the price
23 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
325. When life was simple
I would watch life go by
Now that it no longer is
I turn my gaze elsewhere
as life goes by
beyond my grasp
24 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
326. WOW!
Just realized I was the last one alive
Think I should go back to sleep
have a different dream
25 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
327. I thought she said
‘Have a good morning’
as she walked out the door
so many decades past
Now I realize she said
‘Have a good mourning’
that I have had now
that she is gone
All those decades past
25 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
328. Life is so short
so full of anxiety
pitfalls
bad actors
Incorrect syntax
That I believe I will refuse to do it again
25 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
329. We met on the corner of anticipation and regret
figurine clouds diverted our attention
as life rushed past
If only I could remember
then would be less fuzzy
than now
Images of once we were
buried in memory’s rubble
@ the intersection of anticipation and regret
26
August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
330. So many simple thoughts
left me bewildered
knowing how complex love is
when diluted
by so many simple thoughts
27 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
331. I used to think being human
Oh so boring
Until I watched a snail crawl through my petunias
giving me thought
as to being the luckiest animal in the garden
This is my fifth day straight
sitting here contemplating
in the garden
amongst the petunias
snails
how lucky I am not to be bored
28 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
332. The reason I know tomorrow will be disastrous
is due to the media saying so
Otherwise
I would be enjoying a morning walk along the beach
Smiling at the scantly me-2 dressed women along the boulevard
Humming a favourite tune of the 60s
Rejoicing over my horse winning the Darby
But now
due to the media
I know what a disastrous day it will be
28 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
333. Wearing masks
Keeping out covid
Hiding possible smirk
My covered face
a fashion statement
covert protesting who I am
No one seeing the nakedness
stalking behind this mask
29 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
334. I walk crowded sidewalks
crashing into people
noting their surprise
to discover
I am not invisible
29 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
335. Gathered insight
strewn across translucent landscapes
evaporating beyond reason
as eternal questions of being
went unanswerable
again
30 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
336. The totalityof human existence
will be to evolve
beyond being human
30 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
337. So perfect
Life is
Only when we awaken
the dream falters
Losses focus
Vanquishes
Lights go on
Ancestor’s scream
Ancestral dreams
Rivers of pain
drown once-were-perfect constructed memories
3-D printed dreams
So perfect life is
31 August 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
338. Life in a haze
In a bubble
In my bliss
Protected from clarity
Exposure
Interpretation
I wish I had tried it before
to keep from cyclic inverted realism
Just living my life
In a haze
In a bubble
In my bliss
02 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
339. Getting caught up
such an irrational thought
02 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
340. Easily remembered
long gone past passings
No need to recall yesterday
There was no part of you involved
yesterday
Not a trace
Not a shadow
Not a lingering almost forgotten smile
Being elderly really is such a luxury
Recently so easily forgotten
But
Easily remembered
long gone past passings
03 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
341. The defeated army lay in the alley crying
So much gone wrong
Toy soldiers
marching as to a war
Heroes of illusion
choke on tainted dreams
victoryless
Life is shit
My wife said I cried in my sleep last night
She did not know whether to wake me
or leave me to lay defeated
in my alley
to die with my dream
05 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
342. I swam to the horizon
in search of tomorrow
all my hopes and wishes
in a distant haze
engulfed without reason
I swam back to here
content to drift evermore
07 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
343. Old friends look me up
Hey that is me in the cloud
Decades have past
Perhaps to their surprise
I am still alive
Cyberly @ least
I am no different
74 years later still clueless
I look 4 old friends too
Internet through time and space
I am only curious to what they died of
It is the fun part of out living my family and friends
The wayward thoughts of still being somewhat alive
laughing @ the probable fact
that perhaps I still am more
than just on the internet
maybe
08 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
344. Ha Ha Ha said the tortoise
No one heard
We are too fast
Rushing into the flames of our demise
08 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
345. Meaningless meandering mystery
making us lose sense of direction
If only we could hallucinate
what comes next
life would not be
meaningless meandering mystery
09 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
346. I jumped into the fountain of youth
Drowning
in all that could have been
If I had not leapt
into the fountain of youth
09 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
347. I lost her
In the jukebox of my mind
10 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
348. As with any Hollywood surprise ending comedy
I died with a smile on my face
10 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
349. In a recent survey of dead people
67% believed if given the chance of a do over
They would
10 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
350. While conversing with a statue in the town square
we realized my life was a joke
10 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
351. I learned to forgive before I was born
Every day since
I say
‘What the fuck was I thinking’
11 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
351. A much more successful man than me
died before me
making a mockery of which of us
is the more successful
11 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
352. I threw my fate to the wind
The wind stopped
Nothing changed
My fate fell upon me
Crushing me in the here now
11 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
353. So easily laughter rolls over the horizon
swallowing seafaring clowns
We close our eyes
Such a prehistoric thing to do
Presupposed sadness envelopes the world
Joy of living
drowns
is buried
We move on
I am bored with such a sad world
I reincarnate every morning
laughing over the horizon
Life is grand
so full
I think I will embrace it for awhile
Just for laughs
12 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
354. I played the role of an old person
Hobbling along outlines of highways barely visible
Counting pills every colour imaginable
Lusting after those sexy young 60+ year old women at the beach
waiting for me in the shadows of the boardwalk
Shopping @ Walmart dressed in pyjamas and fluffy slippers
Remembering 60 years ago as if today
Believing tomorrow was yesterday
Asking my 60+ year old children ‘what is the internet’
Forgetting I am still alive
as I tell jokes to my reincarnated self
Playing the role of an old person is the only role I know
@ the nursing home I am out of my room
There is that 30-something sexy looking nurse
I was so happy to see someone my age in this place
I ran to hug her
She smiled
“back to your room now hon”
Playing the role of an old person is the only role I know
13 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
355. I still love her all these tears later
Just kidding
Years later
As synchronicity would have it
13 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
Damn! don't have anything to say today
but tomorrow - you just wait...
356. I won the race
though at times as if my reflection
in the shop window
no doubt would win
Next to see
if I can get to my dream
before it gets to me
All we are
is a dull thud
amongst the music of the spheres
Glowing in darkness of our misunderstanding
Knowing in hindsight
we should never have been
in the race
15 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
357. I like living in the past
Makes getting old
in the future
take so much longer
to get to
15 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
358. Special spectacular something
Nature runs and hides
Radical ridiculous result
Nature rushes
Returns
Now isn’t that the dumbest thing ever heard
16 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
359. I could not think of any scenario in which you
were not the best
of my morning after
17 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
360. Ever since losing my grip on reality
I have been
Cheering more
Chuckling more
Chanting more
Cavorting more
Nakedly more
Since losing my grip on reality
the world is such a lovely place
20 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
361. Finally finished the beginning
when I die
the easy part complete
(so abstract the end)
It is all between that makes fools of philosophical theoreticians
20 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
362. I keep watching for today to become normal
Like before I was born
21 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
363. When I awoke this morning
realizing everyone in the world was nuts
I felt troubled
Knowing there was not another sane
to voice my concerns to
@ the zoo I recognized caged freedom
While surfing
I laughed and sang with mermaids and dolphins
I flew with the seagulls
Forest danced with unicorns
Philosophized with Greek gods (who imagined they were me)
But when I returned home
mingled with people
there was no one I could confide in
that they were all nuts
21 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
364. @ the end of the day
time will arrive we each will become extinct
When we die
will we remember
the extinction prediction
Will it matter
Too much talk of what will be when we are dead
When the next generation
Death
Best to laugh now
for no one will
when we are extinct
or will we
That’s the tweet
23 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
365. As if we returned
Could return
Would return
Should return
What then
Should Would Could
Outcomes differ
I am of the tribe choosing not to
Not to for any reason
In any season
Returning is a fault in evolution
Going forward
The only cure
It is how I escaped
Freeing me to explore the space between now
and the quickly approaching end
24 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
366. Do birds of prey pray
for prey
or do they too live in a linguistic bubble
as I do
25 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
367. In the morning
I will realize I am lost
in time to return to the sanctuary
of your dreams
25 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
368. All the stars lined up
though not with me
I just sort of fell through space
in my little dark spaceship
Never a thought of what could be different
if the stars had not lined up
without me
26 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
369. My thoughts were an umbrella
holding back incoming foreign missiles
threatening my humorous humanity
When rain fell
I washed away
with outgoing psychedelic tides
Safe now beyond any reasoning
I stare @ the sun
thankful for my understanding
27 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
370. We were made for this moment
This moment not made for us
Tumbling sideways
Too few to notice two unfilled dreams
floundering @ sea
See
As if our echoing touch would heal
such broken moments
Memories
Like bursting balloons
@ a party
not invited to
28. September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
371. Love midstream
Broken currents
Tossed against rocks
To be an explorer of such unpredictable terrain
gives life meaning
liars pause
criminals hope
Us – a brand new moment
29 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
372. Soon after realizing everyone around me
So much smarter than me
I invented the ‘neuage escape wisdom hack’
Making me appear smart
without anyone realising I am not
As I run naked in my old man fashion through the mall
As bells ring for morning mass
As young lady-men offer their services @ discounts on every corner
As my e-wife laughs herself silly
in front of a Venus statue
covered with bat shit (like she is)
I realize everyone
is so much smarter than me
30 September 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
373. Cascading love
Flowing over
what could have been
Yet no disappoints
were had
On such a sunny day
as this
01 October 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
374. Despicable daylight savings time
What nonsense covers the land
Clock screaming 9 pm
But wait it is 10 pm
or is it 8 pm
Is the earth spinning slower
or faster
I feel dizzy
Do I add an hour to love
subtract
@ 74 who cares what time it is
Will the sun rise when I say it is 6 am
or when some shit faced me-2 news anchor
says it is now 7 am
or perhaps 5 am
Either way
it is not right
As for me
I am going back to bed
I am too old for daylight savings time
02 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
375. You are not normal
god screeched at me
across time
space
broken alien algorithms
cold vegan pizza
‘You almost drowned walking on water
a frozen lake @ that’
‘You tried changing wine into water
to feel as a virtualist reformatted re-booted ex-alcoholic’
‘You chatted up me-2 entrepreneurial wannabe females @ the well’
‘You tried and failed to heal the slick’
‘You fed thousands with your conspiracy bullshit’
On and on god dribbled on and on
(a viral tiktok hack)
I stayed She did not
So tell me who is the most committed
in these most normal times
03 October 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
376. Nothing was fixed
Everything unstuck
Fallen down
Tossed across landscapes
Knocked asunder
Chaos perfected
Following an internet recipe
made the worst meal ever
04 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
377. Usually I embrace the unusual
as I predict the predictable
Quietly proclaiming loudly to everyone
how I was disinherited of my inheritance
Like hot love frozen in timeless time
Screaming whispers for the deaf to hear
But @ the end
of morning’s beginning sunset
Only I listened as usual
to the unusual
05 October 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
378. Such an interesting time
I will package it
Have amazon deliver it with a drone
celebrated
on some distant cloudy day
Falling like rain
Showered joy
06 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
379. So easy stopping such horrific conspiratorial news
Merely merrily roll over
Go back to sleep
Counting sheep
I do it all the time
Waking back to when normal times
so much fun
06 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
380. Distilled nothingness
frequently invades
imagined solitude
As if wind would murmur her secrets
in a discernible fashion
providing us
clueless inhabitants
with power to ascertain
what the fuck is happening
07 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
381. Such a novelty life is
Unique in its transgressions
An odd ornament in a multitude of commonality
in a throwaway galaxy
A spark evolving into a firestorm
Solar system warming
Warning
Wanning
Such a short shelf life
Plastic lasts longer than humans
Most everything does
Such a novelty life is
08 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
382. Too sleepy to convalesce
Drifting out of sync
Surely our world
Your world
Their world
The world
Progresses
Flounders
Weeps
Leaving me too sleepy
to care
09 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
383. What
Where
When
These delusional thought patters
Emerged
Transgressing my day
10 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
384. Haunting dreams of native animals
Feral past lovers
Vegan meals untouched
prevents me from drifting into sleep
in fear of past karmic mishaps
devouring my sensibility
10 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia X
385. My life has been filled with bad actors
Poorly written scripts
Stoned directors
Shoddy built scenery
Lack of funding
(though now that I am so fucking old the government is giving me money)
Old overly used foreign highly infected hookers
Useless sound effects
But in hindsight
my life has been a tad bit interesting
for a handy capped circus clown
knocking at your door
10 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
386. I can see what I could not see before
No longer crashing into walls
Tripping over past lovers
Missing roads less travelled
Seeing trouble as outlines of shadows chasing me
Wishing upon stars not there
I can see into the future
That which is before me
so clear
the world finally is
Captured sight
Now that I have glasses
11 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
387. 
That is the first line of my autobiography
My life story
Sum total of my existence
My beginning was the end
Such a karmic reckoning
Worthy not of song(s)
Nor rustic noir mystery
No highs or lows
Such a story
not to tell
all together in 2 words
12 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
388. The probability of each moment defies logic
Magical manifestational mishaps
Cascading along horizons
Each subtle move
seemingly planned
Not really
Bobbing along turbulent seas
is life’s essence
Because all learned lessons
equate to zero
when we die
Alas Alas
Dead people never remember lessons learned
13 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
389. Tomorrow I will forgo this darkened thought sequence
For now
I will gleefully follow it into madness
as windows into normality crash
to the depths of overturnable-despair
There was nothing to see anyway
Soon tomorrow will arrive
freeing me from myself
Once again
14 October 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
390. Realizing no one was looking
Paying attention
Listening
Loving
I was able to create a new world
free of those not
Looking
Paying attention
Listening
Loving
16 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
391. What I love about today
All yet to be discovered
Like before I was born
16 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
392. Lost hope
Easily found
Behind the easiest escape routes
If only I knew which imaginary way to proceed
I too would have found lost hope
16 October 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
393. I was in hope of singing myself to sleep
Forgot the words
Forgot the melody
Forgot my wife was trying to go to sleep too
Now I am in the kookaburra tree
being swooped by demon magpies
Wish I had paid attention
in music class
17 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
394. My angel is a sensual provocative testy slut
with volcanic breasts
in 76.4% of my dreams
Hindering my attempts to act normal in elite social settings
and at prayer meetings
17 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
395. I love ageing
Closing in on death
It makes the future one big merging hallucination
beyond my neighbour’s control
Yet well within my pleasure arena
17 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
396. Love is an accident
with unplanned results
minus insurance
17 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
397. Like an Asian massage with a happy ending
So is life
WAIT A MOMENT!
Disconnect
Reboot
Bury these insane thoughts
beneath piles of misbelief
18 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
398. The best of Halloween
is seeing how they accept who I am
(for a day
and give me candy for it too)
19 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
399. I am often lost in my dreams
which stresses me
I am never lost when I am awake
which stresses me
That’s it
That’s the tweet
20 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
400. Everyone lining up @ my window
sobbing how difficult their life is
What a depressing lot humanity is
Give me a dumb dog with a wagging tail
that I can share my woes with
I close the curtain
I hear the muttering of humans falling into the pit of despair I dug for them
knowing as I am going deaf
I will soon no longer hear them here
As I am rapidly getting dementia
I will not remember them
As I soon will be dead
I will not give a shit anyway
20 October 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
401. She was on the endangered species list
Becoming extinct before my dream was complete
I ran to the horizon
in hopes of seeing her again
Reconstructed memory
Washed away present
Love frozen in time
melting around
drowning me
Chasing through time
for such an endangered species
now extinct
from crashing dreams quietly cascading
for no one else to know
And that is how stupid
my thoughts today of you are
22 October 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
402. I changed my profile
to lessen consequential lessons
Viral alerts strengthened my resolve to mask
irrelevant strangers within
each competing incomprehensively
for my attention
Screamingly I launched myself over the cliff
as any yet undiscovered genius would
And within my final revolt of myself
merged this new profile of myself
so enjoyed by all
Thankyou
23 October 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
403. While unfolding words
meanings became blurred
Broken reasoning fell into worthless structures of syntax
which paradoxically provides
a new way of escaping the endless useless indefinable gibberish
on the evening news and wordless exploitations of my emotions
by long ago dead foreign speaking lovers
by once again unfolding words
producing meaningless notions
such as this
24 October 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
404. That was fun
I said on my death bed
With nothing coming next
What else could I have said
Does it matter
Do animals think
Wow that was fun in reference to their life as they die
then become food to horrible humans
Christmas trees before being chopped
do they reflect
murmuring about their fun life
Perhaps a volcano thinks ‘this will be fun’
before erupting
Do tornados laugh
have fun
What about tsunamis
Earthquakes
Cockroaches
Snakes and politicians
Maybe my life was not fun after all
I will just continue to eat tofu burn essential oil
Enjoy my day
Will you not
join me
25 October 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
405. I look at all those fools on social media
Television movies politicians sport thingies
Thinking
Sure happy they are not me
26 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
406. We live on the edge
More or less
Good or bad
If I were a painter
what colour would I represent
If I could write
what language
would I pick up women @ the pub with
If I were political
how could I possibly be more liberally liberated
I scream when I mediate
Argue with god that I am an atheist
If I had reason
could I trade it for quick love in the alley
I run when crowds walk
Walk when crowds run
We live on the edge
So what
26 October 21 Adelaide, South Australia
407. I traded the future for the past
Worries of 1960s
My only worries now
Will this Vietnam war ever end
Should I take a raincoat to Woodstock
Is Sandoz acid the purist LSD
Should I remember her name from last night
Should I put beads or feathers in my ponytail
What was her name again
and the other two…or were there three last night
Is it OK to be stoned when meditating
Does anyone believe in capitalism anymore
Will computers ever become useful for individuals
Maybe it was her sister I was with last night
maybe both
they feel so much alike
Who let a Pisces into the same room as us highly evolved Leos
This nude beach has too many tourists with clothes on
Were Jesus and Buddha lovers
Let’s rebel against authority
I have an urge to protest but don’t know what to protest
WOW so much to worry about now
Here in the past
I want to trade the past back for the future because everything is or will be maybe could be
So cool and uncomplicated in the future like all the way to the 2020s
27 October 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
408. I tried to sneak past pass love
But
The secret was out
The door was open
Waves of passion seeping through broken window
Highways strewn with hope glittering in the dark
Midnight train leaving @ dawn
Yawn
I snuck aboard
Pass past love
Tonight alone
28 October 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
409. She was the woman of my dreams
In my dream
Ran off with my night mare
I was riding to the race
We came in last
Fast pass
the women of my dreams
Who
Are no longer
Now awake
29 October 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
410. How cyclic
These manic wandering thoughts
Each more haunting on return
If still my mind were to become
it would be unto cliff falling
with no possible landing
Floating forever
in these manic wandering thoughts
29 October 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
411. A closed book is a book unread
Like an experience never tried
I won’t read your blog
if you ignore mine
A dimmed podcast
speaks no wisdom
A blocked tiktok
gathers no fans
Hastily written thoughts
produce stupid results
Like this
29 October 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
412. The patter patter of worried words
against the windows of my dreams
What if I should wake and find them to be real
Destroying any sense
I once had of control
as I am continually chased through tunnels
echoing screams
of whom I have become
Escaping the patter patter of worried words
against the windows of my dreams
30 October 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
413. Got up early
Raced myself to the punchline
Came in last
No one cheered
31 October 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
414. Today went by so quickly
Didn’t have time to worry
if I would get everything done
01 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
415. Such fleeting thoughts
Wish I could have caught the remaining of this one
before it vanished
01 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
416. I was slumped over memories of you
Like a dead man walking
01 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
417. With women wearing masks
Everywhere
No choice do I have
than to explore other body parts
Everywhere
to identify them
in the hidden recess of my desirous mind
01 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
418. Sun glittering off of wayward thoughts
Reflecting hopeless wanting
of what never could be
We were never meant to be anything more
than aliens aimlessly wandering through a broken cosmos
Mistaken sparks of creativity
for the sun to glitter off of
01 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
419. I celebrated arrival of a new day
by dying of fright
that it would be the last day
to celebrate
01 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
420. Every morning
I sacrifice nightly dream of you
to the guillotine of new morning
Bleeding out profusely over the shattered horizon
drowning me in want
02 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
421. I asked my mother
if she would miss me when I was gone
She answered
she had died fifty years ago
Has no idea who I am
02 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
422. I just realized everything I ever believed in
Thought
Did
Ate
Was wrong
Including this
02 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
423. If they make a statue of me
frowning
When I die
in the town square
over on Main Street
I will come back as a bird
Shit all over it
02 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
424. I had surgery on a misdirected thought
protruding haphazardly due north
I tracked it on Google Earth
as I once did Santa, Jesus, Buddha, Mohammad,
and several lame crippled voluptuous ex-girlfriends
(now excessively old overweight without humour)
The surgery went well
hastening my demise
as an influencer
protruding true south
in your mind
03 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
425. “As morning haemorrhaged over a ruptured suburban horizon
five naked pregnant teenage headless biracial women lay in a pentagon in front of the mayor’s villa”
Will be the opening lines to my next religious novel
04 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
426. I chased my shadows up the hill
as a labour of love
As buzzards flew in circles
around me
waiting for their Passover feast
I failed the ascent to the heights
I once dreamt of reaching
But now my shadows achieved
what I never could
leaving me crying at the bottom of the mountain
without my shadows
04 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
427. I reincarnated on a bet
that I would not remember why
I lost the bet
05 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
428. If we tell a lie to ourselves
it will be true
when we wake next morning
As all people in government
with dementia have proven
04 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
429. So often I clean my glasses
Still the world
Appears
Smudged
06 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
430. What makes this poem so excitingly fresh
and outright original
…not by a computer trapped in its slutty way
was it written
06 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
431. I saw the mistake in my rear-view mirror
Such a beauty
Now it is framed and on my wall
as a reminder
to how wonderful life once was
when I was loose and fancy free
When mistakes were rewards
for life fully lived
07 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
432. I love the way laziness wraps around me
in a cocoon of nothingness
Protecting me from the scourge of busyness
rushing about in the same space
as I exercise my laziness
08 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
433. The deal is that no one will ever see these random musings of mine hidden
in a corner of the internet
Invisible to the human imagination
Yet still there
Like I am still here
all but invisible
in this hidden corner
of your universe
08 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
434. Silent
invisible hint of love
Such a soft breeze
Undetectable in social media
passes over the broken hearted
Blah Blah Blah
Sure is time to get out
Run away
from the clatter
Clutter
Confusion
gripping the stupid masses
lined up on the outskirts
of my consciousness
pretending to be silent
09 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
435. I closed the window
Still mermaids came crashing in
Rolling across me
Being a world class surfer
I easily rode
the largest wave
Frantically waving to a fading past
only to forget
what comes next
11 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
436. Elastic memories stretched across the universe
Once upon a time
too far
Popping like an ill-fated balloon
held onto
by an ill-fated child
@ this crazy carnival
Mistakenly called life
14 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
437. I used to believe my life was a colossal fuck-up
Then I read a tome on
‘Life of the saints
and fools who believe in them’
Now realizing I am doing quite ok
Comparisons
not included
15 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
438. I prefer to dream in cold weather
Snow nakedly dissolving upon us
as if memories were dreams
Then I slide on the ice
falling into the melting tainted lake of perpetual lies
Found not until spring wakens the intoxicated village
to my despair of dreaming in cold weather
17 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
439. This morning was like a ten-cent cup of coffee
weak
frothless
not worth the wake
I stumbled through the day
Even my garden gnomes laughed at me
as I lay upon freshly manured lawn
Birds pecking at bugs crawling over me
screaming for joy
I collected some remaining dignity
from a hearing-impaired gay grey nomad gnome
headed to the café
behind the tabernacle's ten-cent brothel
@ the governor’s chateau
Ordered a five-euro latte (turmeric cinnamon hemp oil almond milk included)
Now
swimming through the day’s remainder
What a difference currency can make
18 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
440. I took 74 years to become free of my past
If only I could remember
what happened
during the last 74 years
I would know
what I have become free of
21 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
441. I went into hiding
Oh so happy
Until I found myself crouched in a corner
between yesterday and a distant memory
Neon spotlights shining on me
I crawled further into the corner
Still I found myself
So exposed
If only there was a way out
I would go into tomorrow
laughing without merit
21 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
442. The Christian Bible was not written or ridden by god
just as Superman comics were not written/ridden by god
nor ‘Leaving Australia “Before the After”’
or were they
22 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
443. Missed a thought
No one to share it with
Koala hanging on a branch laughing at me
Easiness of life
Not a thought in sight
Spring in Australia
Drifting
Drifting
Drifting
What a time to be alive
As the world explodes
I laugh with my koala
Not a thought worth having
All alone are we
22 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
444. I moved into a vacuum
So peaceful
Nonsensical behaviour sealed outside
I could view it
through a window in my vacuum
Frantic people
performing frantic actions
I painted a sunset over the window
in my vacuum
Now all the frantic people
have disappeared
If only I could get a cup of coffee
in my vacuum
I would never have to leave
24 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
445. With a wealth of ideas
I went to the merchants of hope and happiness
Dependent upon which way the wind would blow
I waited my luck
A gentle eastern breeze paused long enough
to envelope my plethora of ideas
‘a wealth load’ to any down and out merchant
of hope and happiness
in a quickly swallowing moment’s movement
my wealth of ideas
scattered
leaving me in tatters
as the fuckwit
crying @ your door
25 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
446. Very slowly
Very gradually
I became old in a short 74-years
Now that my life has sped up
I will be 20-years old in a very short while
To be the same age as when you took your life
Deciding this world is shit
I miss you every moment
my forever young son
Leigh Neuage 1983 – 2003
https://neuage.org/leigh.htm
26 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
447. How exciting awakening each dawn
as a new person
thrust into civilization’s turmoil
Unravelling
Burning fiercely
Everything changing
My skin
My thoughts
My memories
My imaginary lovers
I embrace chaos as an indebted friend
We run nakedly through pandemics
with nothing on but our masks
protecting their insecure insanity
from infecting us
We the virginal pure
lusting after destruction of all
so we can be the mutation
we always wanted to be
Free of them
26 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
448. Such a pleasant evening
sitting in front of a mirror
Laughing with my reflection
Stories shared
so many we could not stop
I noticed a few grey hairs
Wrinkles yet to photoshop out
The glasses look a bit gay
I should wear sunnies
Appear mysterious
Put a feather in my cowboy hat
so others will wonder if I am indigenous
Some tats on my neck
Perhaps a foreign racially variant tart
hanging on my arm
would make me look hip
A diamond stud in my ear
will deflect my look
of perverted poetic poverty
I will whiten my teeth
Smile more sympathetically
Perhaps I will disguise myself as a fool
who spends the day talking to his reflection in this mirror
as the world around melts away
27 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
449. I tossed my ideas into the raging river
downstream of course
Carried off into the Pacific
Passengers of a sinking cruise liner reached out for them
as if they were a lifeboat of sorts
Enough of my ideas were gathered
to form a sinking island
for rescued passengers
to start over again
Soon they realized they were discarded ideas
Not worth saving
as their island sank
with them beneath the waves
never knowing I almost cared
29 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
450. We were so busy preparing for what could go wrong
We missed morning coming and going
Leaving us in the darkness of our mind
Wondering of our movements
if morning never arrives
30 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
451. Took me 74 years
to get to where you would read
what I just wrote
Don’t let me
wait that long again
30 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
452. Long before my mum abandoned me
@ the railway station
(closed for obvious repairs)
at the age of three
I had already developed
the art of the sad lie
Thank you for believing me
30 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
453. I went to sleep as a fool
Woke up a saint
Now my neighbours
are trying to put me back to sleep
I believe it is time
to find a different nursing home
to perform miracles in
30 November 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
454. Why is life only unpredictable to humans
Said the earth before an earthquake
Laughed fish as seas rose giving more space to swim
A sleeping volcano before erupting waking those below
Birds leaving nests
Snakes finding shade
Crocodiles munching on suburbia pets
Life is so predictable to all
except us humans
without a clue
of what happens next
01 December 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
455. Final night in this space for four months
Nothing poetic
When I return will I be the same
if even alive
maybe I will grow an attitude
become worldly
wish I had not left at all
Four months of a covid tour
Abu Dhabi, Lahore, Istanbul, Washington DC, New York City, Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel Zuid-Holland…some other places
Then back to here
as if I never had left
02 December 2021 Adelaide, South Australia
456. I know the steps taken getting here
I wrote notes on a block of ice
Climate change melted my notes
Flooded the coastal elliptical sacred sites
No longer giving clues
as not only why
but where is this
All the crowds echo me
I scream too
Surely something should change
letting me understand
why I am here
naked
beneath your Christmas tree
A lasting ornament to your lack of understanding
06 December 2021 Lahore Pakistan
457. Lahore in the winter
Everyone keeping warm
Burning coal
Burning wood
Burning hope
we will ever breathe fresh air again
08 December 2021 Lahore Pakistan
458. Different difficult diverse culture
First world to third world
to out of this world
Everywhere everything
Not the same
WAIT!!! WHAT!!!
Damn if it ain’t the same old thoughts
Same old patterns
Same old me
No matter where
What a comfort to always be the same
Not
No matter what the box
we are thrashing about in
Discomfortably me
being out of this world once again
09 December 2021 Lahore Pakistan
459. The world we know no one else ever will
Importance there of
only our own passing view
When we dissolve @ our fateful end
the world we know
will disappear too
Memory flakes melting
without notice
all we once knew
10 December 2021 Lahore Pakistan
460. They hung my shadow in the town square
for blasphemy
I hid as usual
wondering what it was I had done
only thankful
my shadow took the fall
11 December 2021 Lahore Pakistan
461. My alternative ego is a snowman
sitting in the front yard
of the village brothel
Melting in the noonday sun
Like I did
when memories of you
left on the last train out of town
11 December 2021 Lahore Pakistan
462. I froze this moment in time
waiting for climate change
to thaw us back to life
11 December 2021 Lahore Pakistan
463. I knew I would die
ten-minutes before anyone else knew
Now that we have all moved on
I will go ahead and order pizza
(thin crust)
with extra cheese
and of course
no meat
11 December 2021 Lahore Pakistan
464. We watched all the poor people acting poor
I felt poor
I acted poor
Poor people look @ me
knowing I am lying
Feeling betrayed by my nakedness
I get dressed
fly off in my space capsule
not knowing
why you think this way
13 December 2021 Lahore Pakistan
465. I sat upon the aborted horizon
waiting for the world to end
It was rather boring
I read a few novels on my kindle
Reconsidered my role as a vegetarian
Relinquished my sainthood
Delivered a role-model’s eulogy
Sorry I fell to sleep writing this – there is no more
13 December 2021 Lahore Pakistan
466. I entered life
(this strange fish bowl)
through the emergency exit door
If only I could swim
I would be like them
14 December 2021 Lahore Pakistan
467. I love sleeping
It is when I am most creative
All other times
I am but a captured clown
performing @ your circus
14 December 2021 Lahore Pakistan
468. My mantra is a freight train
out of control
through a tunnel
over a mountain chasm
No wonder my disciples envision my peacefulness
as their escape
14 December 2021 Lahore Pakistan
469. I like to awaken middle of a dream
deep in the night
pretend I am still alive
haunting deceased lovers
in the aftermath of their once glorious life
14 December 2021 Lahore Pakistan
470. A tsunami of hope
washed away all doubt
Drowning us in these turbulent times
of hope
with no results
21 December 2021 Lahore Pakistan
471. We split the difference
Comical was the moment
Survival but a hint of justice
gone wrong
Nevertheless
being alive
is a bit interesting
If only the news was not so constantly bad
Comical the moment would be
30 December 2021 Washington DC
472. We loved in a simpler time
before humans appeared
on earth
Vegetation all there was
Sunshine
Tropical sea breezes
Nakedness
Rainbow coloured thoughts
We did not hope
Plans superfluous
No New Year wishes
Rolled into day after day
We loved in a simpler time
The way it soon will be
after earth’s annihilation
31 December 2021 Washington DC
start 2022
473. I give up
The world does not revolve around me
Not sure where the thought that it did was planted
Maybe @ birth
Maybe @ adoption
Maybe in love’s first recurring nightmare 12 January 2022 Washington DC
473. Interesting change of events
Weeks into a new year
Another year
Neither forward
Nor looking back
Longingly
Impossible to choose if this then
that
But if that
then this
Alternatives
Variables
Percentages
Life is for gamblers the rest of us travelling
insane
What possibly could be next
Even death is a gamble
Do we live on
Do we not
just rot
Is there hope
across the road
Can we trust our shadow to spin the truth
We are THE BIG LIE
I go to sleep once again
wondering if I should wake tomorrow
Will there be an interesting change of events
12 January 2022 Washington DC
474. I give up
The world does not revolve around me
Not sure where the thought that it did was planted
Maybe @ birth
Maybe @ adoption
Maybe in love’s first recurring nightmare
12 January 2022 Washington DC
475. Interesting change of events
Weeks into a new year
Another year
Neither forward
Nor looking back
Longingly
Impossible to choose if this then
that
But if that
then this
Alternatives
Variables
Percentages
Life is for gamblers the rest of us travelling
insane
What possibly could be next
Even death is a gamble
Do we live on
Do we not
just rot
Is there hope
across the road
Can we trust our shadow to spin the truth
We are THE BIG LIE
I go to sleep once again
wondering if I should wake tomorrow
Will there be an interesting change of events
12 January 2022 Washington DC
476. So easily lost
Yesterday’s thought
Thoughts
Ramblings that had possible traction
if only today existed
in more than yesterday’s thought
13 January 2022 Washington DC
477. Lost track of words
dropped along the highway
over yonder
out past broken melodies
colourless shades of bleeding
Aborted dreams
Daydreams
Absorbing humanity’s leakage
Words once paved the way
so criminal thoughts say
For now
no worries to be heard
due to lost track of words
20 January 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
478. Disconnected
That’s it
That’s the story
The tweet
The message
Sum total
The pleasure after pain
End of rainbows
Evaporated joy
Alpha and Omega
Head to toe
What a joy
Disconnected
21 January 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
479. Thinking about 1977
When I was 30
Did I wonder what 2022 would be
74 years old with a fast Wi-Fi living in a foreign country
Vaxxed people watching unvaxxed wither & die
Thinking about same distance to 45-years from now
2067
As from then to now
if I were 120 then
would I remember now
when I am 74 or 90 years after 30
Probably not
I can barely remember you
now
from when we were thirty
45-years ago
Dusty memories washed away in the rain
22 January 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
480. Should have ended this right here
Let it flounder astray
Cast fate towards someone else’s karma
Looked another way
Used a different strategy
Beseeched a different younger ethnic-challenged muse
Such an error
Almost unperceivable to have continued
I should have ended this after the very first line
It was obvious
I had nothing to say
20 January 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
481. Going about in circles
Always surprised to return
Start again
Colour me happy
Washed away dismay
Flowers like you
bloom in shit
Masking doubt
with laughter’s feeble fake news
Going around in circles
There is no end to this nonsense
24 January 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
482. Woke up bored this morning
So I killed the neighbours
their cats dogs fish chooks rabbits lovers
as well as the neighbour’s neighbours
Chopped ‘em up
Put parts into plastic bags (recycled bags)
Left them on the cathedral doorstep
Hosed down the blood
Went home
Back to bed
Fell to sleep counting sirens
Woke up later not feeling bored
20 January 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
483. How uncanny to be a nobody
A glitch on humanity’s radar too
Invisible
To be a social media cast away
Jesus’ 13th disciple
drowning @ sea
while the other 12 giggled
giving me the finger
as a cock crowed
I still have issues with Christianity
all their fake news
People run over me
on their way to the brothel
They don’t see me
My mum forgot I existed
Left me in exile
along a freeway
yet to be built
I dream of being noticed
Radicalized
I sleep all the time
just to keep having that dream
How uncanny to be a nobody
21 January 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
484. Whilst writing in darkness
I imagined making sense
like a celebrity chef
in heat
cooking with no ingredients
Everyone nodding
at my sensibility
Scholars parachuted in from foreign countries
Archaeologists proclaimed
‘he’s the one’
Prostitutes sighed
Kings queens and the gay
killed all their knights
@ night
in favour of me
Astrologers aligned out of sync planets
Mathematicians ate pie
Plastic grapes fermented upon the synagogue warped floorboards
healing the sick
All suddens
I imagined making sense
Whilst writing in the dark
As you orgasmed in rhythm
to my shattered words
28 January 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
485. The smell of success
Waking in morning
rather than imagining waking in morning
mourning
being dead after all
Like you
29 January 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
486. Long ago
realizing emptiness
I filled that space with bubbles
As time dissipated
I celebrated by popping a bubble
each time
until time itself could no longer be witness to this bubble
Last to pop
You and I together
Forever
Pop Pop Pop
- February 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
487. Comedian poets
rapidly shredding dreams
Sitting at the train station
wishing they were me
No humour
No rhyme
Warm slimy ostentatious empathy
served up on a cup of frozen want
is how I would describe myself
Nothing poetic
Why do comic poets
most of them long ago dead
dream of being me
04 February 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
488. I live life as an unfinished thought
in search of meaning
as is the case
with all living mammals
blah blah blah
04 February Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
489. Beggar at the castle gate
carrying on how the world has changed
No! it is about the same as a billion or so years of late
Oceans Lands Skies
Mindless creatures roaming
I thought maybe I had changed so I looked into a mirror
Photoshopped out some wrinkles
Added darker hair on my head
and/or elsewhere
Went onto the internet
grafted some ideals into my mental DNA
Texted god told her to fuck off
Grabbed an Uber to the castle wall
where I shot the beggar full of holes
with my M-16 that the Republicans in the USofA gave me
Knowing the world will never change
05 February 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
490. I wish I had been born a hundred years hence
just to see how humanity survived
with seconds left on the doomsday clock
I would look back at such follies of today
with amusement
happy to know the reason I exist now
not then
is because very few others survived the 2020s
Only the handful of intelligent people
continuing
beneath the rubble of ignorance
would start this new strain of humans
such as me
though of course
I do not believe that
and neither should you
06 February 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
491. My friends achieved so little living ordinary neighbourly lives
Afraid of change
suspicious of philosophy
Drowning in audited thoughts
Chaperoned censored packaged beliefs
I asked if they would like to get lost with me
they hid behind baskets of regret
I held out a flame to light our way
they said I was a terrorist
I offered them a chance to get fucked up with me
They died
I did not
Now I have no friends
07 February 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
492. My favourite aspect of dying
is not knowing
I did
07 February 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
493. I used my favourite pen
to write my favourite poem
This wasn’t it
08 February 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
494. What a wonderful time we had
ignoring all the facts
to believe in what should have been
if only facts
had not gotten in the way
Which led us to die
in a most dreamfully fulfilled way
08 February 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
495. She quietly slipped out the exit door of my life
as sirens alerted refuges of my love
that they too
should do the same
Before I noticed their escape
I too was free
09 February 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
496. Just a small change in brain chemistry
then you would recall
I was your favourite lover
If only the slight change brain chemistry
was not the cause of your death
Damn!
10 February 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
497. Trillions of things to write about
and I cannot think of one interesting one
to frame a reference
Leaving me gullible
incoherently
hacked
by an explorative random thing
unworthy to write about
11 February 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
498. I tried everything including love at first sight
Dementia prohibited me from exercising it
With little virtue left
I caught a flight into (your) space
All my memories were there
toying with me
I felt safe
knowing my death would prevent the destruction of earth
and other realms by all the crazies chanting my name
Nevertheless
sowing chaos will always be considered my greatest achievement
Even surpassing love at first sight
15 February 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
499. The purpose is not to embrace sadness
But to understand it
17 February 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
500. I was donated an allotment of misaligned circles
Placed a favourite memory in each one
Filled my backpack
Rode a neighbour’s jesus-infested bike to the western shore
for storm surges to take them to a greater depth
where they sank
as my wisdom once did
so long ago
at your feet
while you grimaced
upon your thrown
Seas turned livid dullness
Memories
once so fantastic
now
shit upon the shore
Empty circles abandoned
Like you did me
19 February 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
501. I watched my dream come true
All those characters were there
Well actually just you
We were younger
Well actually young
Now that I am 74
then was 50 years ago
the world such a playground
Responsibility some perverted fucked-up future drama
we would rise above
in our stevia flavoured bubble
floating in space
untouchable by past
Unimaginable by future
I was there amid our dream
until it disappeared (the bubble with my cookie-dough flavoured dream encased)
due to my Twitter feed beeping
waking me out of my shattered bubbled dream
Incoherently
20 February 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
502. Naked ladies frolicking
along the wind-strewn shores of my dreams
Beckoning me to satisfy them
before I awaken as the old man
I have become
Once again
21 February 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
503. In a shocking display of bravery
Faced with insurmountable drama
packed into the day head
I went back to bed
to sleep the day away
22 February 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
504. The gentle thrust of war
upon the land
spreading chaos
Fear echoing between neighbours
Digital games come to life
Starving children
surviving on food for thought
Sleep my weapon of choice
Chosen dreams of waking peacefully
as war is thrust into the air
26 February 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
505. What pisses me off the most
about the annihilation of all of life
is that no one remains to read the novels I may have written
if we still existed after tomorrow
26 February 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
506. So much to do before I die
I will just have to put it off
02 March 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
507. If I could show you the world today
Dying twenty-years ago
would not have seemed so bad
02 March 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
508. I re-edited my life
For those who don’t
Didn’t
Won’t
to behold me as a saint worthy of a re-edited life
03 March 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
509. Love is simple
Far beyond the poetics of how it flounders
in the shattered corners of our lack
as all failed histrionics have
05 March 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
510. If I should die in my sleep
not even the sea will receive my ashes
past’s sorrow’s
lonely isles
05 March 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
511. Often times
I find myself
Lost
In the often times
I find myself
07 March 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
512. Threads of love
unravelled
the tightly woven tapestry
that once was us
07 March 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
513. Travel through space
Time
Makes melting love
Smooth
In our bubble
Above it all
09 March 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
514. Bouts of happiness
created mockery
of my sadness
11 March 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
515. Frozen love thawed
Bleeding across landscapes
where once we played
@ being free
11 March 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
516. Civilization will soon have an end game
It was interesting while it lasted
Though no value would be achieved by repeating
Life on earth
Another failed experiment
in a cosmic laboratory
run by idiots
12 March 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
517. Long before becoming me
I was the beggar at your door
dressed in ragged darkness
starving for your love
Starving from your love
Diseased
forlorn
crippled
When you opened the door just a crack
I saw the magic of your world
I changed
soon
(moments)
after your slammed door
Gradually becoming me
this subtle structure
limping in your haloed shadow
echoing your name
Remembering glimpses into a world not for me
Though through constant renewable constructs
I became me
The saint-king everyone sees
No one knows
before becoming this
me
I was just another beggar at your door
14 March 2022 Utrecht, Netherlands
518. @ the stage door of the museum of tortured love
I requested a sample
They gave me a coupon
worth nothing
to be redeemed
at my next memory of you
15 March 2022 Utrecht, Netherlands
519. Sixty-years ago
whilst still a teenager
I announced my goal
to leave by 2.30
Now that I am 74
It looks as if I may achieve that goal
Today
16 March 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
520. I love being an inconsequential person
Sidelined to the clamouring glamorous elite
Reminding
We
the masses
Of their importance
Though I often smirk
here on the sideline of my existence
staring at my inconsequential self
17 March 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
521. Your love for me will never die
I read it so
on the internet
If only you had not found yourself dead
Like I did
before the internet invention
you too
could have believed
your love for me would never die
18 March 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
522. I should stick to the things I know how to do
Like open the door
to let this rusty memory
of you
out of my life
19 March 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
523. I said to god
‘why don’t you play with me anymore’
She claimed not to exist
hiding behind her humourless horizon
Leaving my shadow with no one to play with
Once again
28 March 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
524. Unable to interpret why she laughed
as I choked to death
on a peanut butter sandwich
My final assumption before lights went out
was that she did not love me
to the extent I had assured myself
that she had
28 March 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
525. Remind me to wash
the windows in the morning
So the ravishings of nature
can subdue my restless imagination
with an unblemished view
of you
29 March 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
526. I think in catastrophes
Each bigger than before
though less than when you walked out the door
yet to return
after twenty-years
of catastrophes
30 March 2022 Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel, Netherlands
527. She spoke in perpendicular symmetry
with meaning the attended victim
Still
with desire answered
Then
meaning had no meaning
Now
so many years later
I still smile
@ the thought of her
in her perpendicular symmetry
with no meaning intended
31 March 2022 Leiden, Netherlands
528. There was always more to remember
I drew graphs
Looked for parallel meanings
Found links from then to now and beyond
& before
Behind
even in shadows
hiding behind the inflamed horizon
What is the path of life
Can we decipher it before artificial intelligence cancels our realism
I have lost the ability to reinvent myself
Just another broken mannequin gathering dust
in the thrift-shop window
of a once upon a dream
Once so good
lost in a time
when there was always more
14 April 2022 Adelaide, South Australia
529. So much invested to remember the past
My wife calls it clutter
Neighbours say make it landfill
My son fears I will leave my treasured memories to him
Thrift shops want to profit
Council says recycle
My memories are my home
I sleep eat love dream and leaf through my memories as my life breath
Not recent could-be memory
no room for new ones
Just old memories
When the world was believable
Liveable
Worth remembering
Remember?
17 April 2022 Adelaide, South Australia
last night's last thought
(which explains why I had those strange dreams)
530. Long before
I started
acting old
I was
24 April 2022 Adelaide, South Australia
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