the fly never posits why /
fly smells now and further now /
far away, not country /
but body of wealth /
rising after expiration /
live’d, in passed tense /
grammar is for those /
required to remember /
snapping around /
inside the rib’s cage /
fly lends progress /
to our material joke
Category: Uncategorized
Crashing to a Consensus
better to leave this air /
trusting the uneven shape of absence /
hold the abstract carefully /
don’t skip any of the instructions /
words peeled away /
for an international audience /
leaving figures naked for a name /
there are those who smell the world /
always a clean wardrobe /
to sift through the smog /
blood doesn’t come back to us /
shocked when it finds /
the path of least resistance away always /
the centre line is painted over monthly /
it’s not a crime /
if there’s a committee behind it /
yellow doesn’t speak to people anymore /
the need to spend on the middle /
always a balanced object weighting the mind /
as the nights grow taller
Line Age
when I spit /
it will be a child /
sound slicing down the street /
words may never knock /
on the promised door /
heirs leaking into the bay /
gnawing boat hulls /
and the chest’s hopeful lock /
this way two too serious /
cut to a child holding up their dusty arms to a camera lens /
they know what penetrates play /
profit over movement /
suggesting a finger in the soft skull /
please make bastards of us all /
so the sun finally fails
Inherited Will
no ever does happen /
often in cities that change their name /
weightless history, little loss where /
each child there is /
the first human on the planet /
as blank as a portable sign lot /
their place /
only a few steps onto the continent /
growing paper thin /
turned sideways /
gesturing simply in the gusts /
long winds clearing across /
the country’s bare middle /
said child unrecognized /
in the floor to ceiling mirrors /
handed down /
save a slogan /
be anything you can bet against
Child Credit
we no longer need children /
tiny unsteady signposts /
pointing /
this way /
to the future /
that neon crackled and loured /
their voices sharpening /
pitch without colour /
pointed as ice picks /
necessary to puncture compacting prospect /
worried creations /
to distract from /
registering we are we now /
where the morrow has already passed quick hands
Move Spring
the birds are birdy /
see see key key /
pecking at fabric /
between me me /
and thee head /
cant he cant he cant he he /
tick touch clock /
for for for a clik /
reemeber that see /
pick past nock that /
lik heet o feet /
riskee tip of needee /
mebirdee make hole a home
Idle Made Virtual
all who are who stand up /
shave your heads on low ceiling /
each name is a count for the register /
lose the identification that keeps birthdays rolling /
take a stand charging the calves with stimulation /
every thing buzzes each day thee day /
what is held twists like a shopping bag /
by the neck in wind winding us all upwards /
take a clear stand as close as a professional shave /
lifting the skin up for a half-second /
before the razor draws a completed line /
how to shout along side alarm, alarm, all arm /
stretching the throat on fumes /
the warm fingers of waiting says so
A Simply Prayer
fingernails are no match /
for the thick morning air /
blood is a lie /
explained songsingly at birth /
that joy has a cutting price slicing slowly/
taking decades to cleave the body in measured halves /
one for chewing gravel from the family driveway /
one for leaking bodily fluids towards the pacific drainage basin /
where tarantulas shake still /
those halves before us tear us /
towards their own rend /
hoping for the whole they first slept in /
in the dark /
listening to the full thump /
of the world outside
Isolated Industry
iron ore pellets /
slingshot perfect /
dust grey purple dots /
leaf birch tear /
flat evening water /
skip a cross /
full hands for miles /
across the kashabowie line /
rumbling off cars /
fisting for hundreds of miles /
animal knew better /
than to mouth /
children do not /
small us /
not designed to eat /
earth’s core
Moon Landing Downed
one little man’s moon /
hanging over boulevards and crescents /
tied sung to a grandmother’s hair /
handed down on the first birthday /
before candles melt and the alarms ring /
signaling the hazard’s been met /
amongst excited screeching /
and messy mouths staining furniture /
swing the moon out further /
until it breaks the emergency glass /
useful also to scare off strays /
swung in manic circles /
that whistle from the hair spinning /
splits a sensitive ear /
it’s what your grandmother heard /
every other day /
speeding through space /
at the century’s opening /
spreading across a shifting continent