All the ducks are swimming in the water la la la la la la, la la la la la la.

I should be writing. Instead I'm playing computer games and watching outstanding cinematography such as Snakes on a Plane.
Eeeek, motivation injection required please!

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Sonnet

Watching you plummet to mortality

Was like soaring down, hand in hand with you

As I fled from truths of reality,

That were really our nightmares construed

In physical terms on your scar stained flesh.

Memories in narcotic suspension

Hang between understanding and regret

Before giving rise to comprehension

You have eclipsed the ( Read more... )

Drunken pools of vomit ( Read more... )

There’s a certain absent aspect of you

which I can’t quite comprehended yet.

Brush it away and let the light shine through.

Each dawn exerted to divine your mood,

smiling hands on my skin and I forget

there’s a certain absent aspect of you.

A relaxing, relapsing tactile view

of fingers tracing roadmaps in my sweat,

brush it aside ( Read more... )

Capital C

Surgical scar tissue,
stitches binding red lines
down your throat.

Palliative perception,
a lense with a capital C:
this shutter blinks like
an eyelid corrupted
by smoke,

which has spread deeper
than your skin.
Deeper, through lymphatic
highways.

This is approaching
your core with a capital C.

This has absorbed you.

This letter is not prone,
like you ( Read more... )

Is a retreat, after ( Read more... )

So here I am, sitting in a computer lab of The University of Melbourne. Here at last. Took me a few years ( Read more... )

I still sense sparks between our eyes.