Zandvlieg
the arrow or the target set alight in a carpark at night woot! meet me there ————————–>
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Poems
As of October 2011, I’d posted over three hundred poems on this site, including many sonnets and search poems, as well as numerous poems that didn’t make it into chapbooks such as Abendland and Morgenland. I then ceased posting poems here, choosing instead to distribute them via my poem of the week newsletter. Then I stopped doing that too. Every now and then I post a poem here … but not as often as I’d like.
Computerrain
aramis information dawns on this computer world we’re stuck inside this outside the computerrains modelling suggests my hard drive skips a beat & becomes a snafu feelings & love now widgets send up moon batteries for my flat earth theorist…
Tongzoenen
in the heart of your mouth there’s a tongue there’s a beat there’s a heart shaped like stars & that’s where you are (& valentine’s day lasts for ten more hours when you’re on the line you’re mine i’m whining…
the day heath ledger died)
okay so i was watching sunrise (the day heath ledger died surrounded by pills they said first he’s dead & then the ads & then in breaking news, this: so jo, what does this mean? cut to wednesday’s expert from…
When Billy Corgan Had Hair
you were only ten years old when billy corgan had hair. & youknow, i can barely remember that time myself – it’s as if i wasnever actually there oh but i was at selina’s in coogee wherebilly corgan had lots…
The Fall Reunion Tour
a lot of empty places at these tables here-ah our drummer jumped off the brighton pier (ha count me in with the beats mark e smith (ta dah! screw my lightbulb honey brat sonically sophisticated buy a round of drinks-ah…
Honey Power
over there where you’re laying down down amongst the styrofoam cups & album cover broken glass bra straps honey power coming all over me me & you with your oh fantastic english got me high & left me there stranger…
Bruises
he bites into the apple eats the bruises soft & brown like sugary endings (rayon bites the bruises cuts them clean out & spits the skin onto the crusty pavement sucks the bruises (swallows them whole into the apple of…
O’Dowd Zero
This is the first draft of 'The First Letter', a poem which later appeared in Leaves of Glass.
