horse tranquillisers by night
in day will work like horse

9:54p
Car Crash
Was in one this arvo
I, the passenger took the brunt of a telegraph pole
Made sure my mum wasn't blood and shit
Climbed out the back door, lit up a Stuyvvo
Got checked by the ambo
But i'm still sore, so
Tmrw will get x-ray, fuck work

Five seven sever
Full.. mostly climb to hethen
Complete still weather

Back not just once again ( Read more... )

Soil and its organic alive process
Contends with inconsiderate junkies
Leaving their ugly jab vessels
Amongst frogs and koalas, constantly nesttled

Bush Regeneration 2 ( Read more... )

Cyborg Sewer

The stark mechanics of what should be organic,
A buried construction like sweeping under a rug,
Labour costs, maintenance, an effluent paddock,
You should piss under a tree next time you chug!

A cathartic sharp gripe splatter:
Whirling dust and itchy feelings,
Never ending relentless chatter,
Encountered when you hear my dealings.

Deal with the final disturbed spell,
The Nursery Industry waves its wand again,
We now cut n paint, hand-weed and fell;
Provenance: brittle as a an old glass pane.

As a ball I roll
A quick glass marble
Brittle with twisted twine coil
Friends and danger wind-up garble
Plenty confetti on the boil

After brushing, falling I gargle
Behold bright day purple royal
Rolling ball or simply gargoyle?

So pick it dick head
Stick it ditch it
Roll water low

Wear a court
Go to shirt
Never smile
Smile smile smile

tiny lil micro-bats living under bark,
where a lost cash register reported by a nark,
sits in mud and as it gets bluer in cool dark,
brackish water, dollar bills and endangered fish
embark and disembark