Category Archives: Poetry

Splayed colourful corpses, at rest against cold crust sand— a beak of orange banksia, contrast to twisting ash curling patterns for a graveyard Fire smoke bursting Vesuvius outward creating new fire in muscle fibres, get to water—get to air             it burns: it burns desperation pushing further                                                             further                                                 lower                                                 lower             aContinue reading “Mallacoota”

The time on my fingertips again in a cold vice that tightens across my chest every time I take a breath I can’t hear you through the explosions happening behind my eyes I’ve been through this a thousand times                 wait                                                 wait                                                                                                 wait I panic because I’m still here getting older

Milk a fortnight too old, calcium supplements a year Entropy my right hand a crunchy fine dust my lungs the slime at the bottom of an old Red Bull can dehydrated eyes the sultanas I used to throw off the playground abdomen juice puddles I’ve been feeling past my prime

summer slow, solitary fan-humming hedonism reality hits autumn rising stress level delightful daring breakthroughs another birthday winter limited wardrobe ensconced within purple walls those charming grey skies spring needing a lawn mow black shirt juxtaposition creating new plans

You told me once that my soul has fragments: an expanding mosaic forest of all earthly feeling a wonderland born from dream-focused senses a blessing grown from all the cutting tangents                 You said:                 one-tree forests wither pointless in the shade;                 one-note stories attract no glory or attention. But I think you needContinue reading “Discipline”