Friday, 23 December 2016
Saturday, 17 December 2016
Publication of my Zine 'HOSTILITY'
Hi y'all! I've just published my very first zine, ‘HOSTILITY’, which features a range of poetry regarding various themes and contexts. If you would like to pick up a copy, it's now available from the Sticky Institute @ 10
Campbell Arcade, Degraves Subway, Melbourne VIC 3000 (underneath Flinders
Street Station). Thanks for your support!
Tuesday, 1 November 2016
Friday, 14 October 2016
Tuesday, 27 September 2016
Monday, 1 August 2016
Consequences of Fabrication

“Homme au chapeau [Portrait de Braque]” (Man
with hat [Portrait Braque]) by Pablo Picasso (1909)
Wholly
sick of the qualifications determined by sad fellows, pay homage to the perception
Containing power
Vulgar
in the execution of painfully persistent enforcement
Consumerism
besides capitalism rung in
On alliteration
as a trademark
Contented
music is as crude as the fishing rod that's pissed off the wrong way with no feast
Realise
the satisfaction of a quiet stomach
On
tomorrow
All
mouth and no lips, disturbed and paranoid of the impersonation, of the status quo
Scales, hung for the reinforcement of outraged tyranny
The
gold encased in fungi
In
case of robbery, introduce the inconvenience of an American Express like the expression
Of
electronic wealth
Sincerely
offered
As amusement
As amusement
Flourish
internal conflicts, garnering the objectification of people exploited to boast about
Crazy, grand
Far-fetched anecdotes of snorting elaborate rituals
Dressing
faces
Sporting confused identity
Regarding collections
Regarding collections
Portrayed
homogeneously as one article alludes to the sanity of compassion, barely present
Nor apparent
of a current affair, as a beggar being disguised aggressively by glad statistics
Officially alarming
Except
It is not fashionable
Encouraging challenge towards tweed on the double-breasted jacket, worn out
Of
desperation
Traditional
ignorance if for comfort
Surpasses
the urge to speak, so to speak, kindly, evolve the themes of occupied silence
Quickly
Quickly
For
the sake of a good, sound sleep
Wander
inside and scarcely foreign
Sunday, 31 July 2016
Atrocious Suggestions Becoming Stranger

“Buste d`home” (Bust of man)
by Pablo Picasso (1971)
Dry speech will trigger the irritation of fortunetellers and
psychopaths with cool tempers
On their birthdays
Who linger
Inside an ill fitting uniform attempting to neutralize the
indoctrination of awareness
Stemming from a brain-shaped flower
Piercing red at nothing in particular
Velvet enough and erogenous
Propaganda that baits on the vulnerability of high art, intended
for low expectations
A free canvas is intact with dirt
That is historical
Grows redundant on the marble floors, cold of an exhibition
Expiring on interest regarding superfluous waste of talent unrewarded
by the traits of injustice
Done typically
Outcomes of punishment for bystanders
In neutral colours and hues of annotated aggression
Hawk at the fondling of ego
Indeed
In public follow your statues who eat sugar off in between the cracks
of their corduroy pants
Complimentary of the burnt toast
And the rug rats
Being a tragedy
Is a task of a sober man begging for two scoops of inclusion
Flirting for opportunity with a dead brain cell is deprived of new information
and therefore
The stimulus of mounting on bullshit
Cool phantasmagoria
Tossed four-thousand-eight-hundred-and-thirty-three miles into the
horizon
A measure of and for opulence
Packaged with cotton balls per the expectations of ugly
consumers otherwise launching
Complaint aplenty
For company
Indestructible in spite of destruction intended to destroy, insert the appropriate subject
Subjected to affairs of experimentation
Speaking of which a Canadian suit: for flaunting at events of which indifference
comes first
Mothering The Crises Of Natural Buffets

“Nu de face, dans l`herbe” (Frontal
nudity in the grass) by Pablo Picasso (1967)
Blue
wrapping gracefully done so to contrast against the white plastic, suddenly bright again
The
vision of a repulsive encounter successfully restored on the brick wall
That
which belongs to a sad cottage
Where
inside an introvert thrives on the oxygen of dead people
Still
breathing underneath, gruesome floorboards where debates have evoked foul inspiration
Relating
to sounds of creaking
Notorious, for heating legs
And
the calves
Not
of the sheep on the doorstep
Desert environment substituting ever-lush, green forest, dense with orchid
flowers
For
the purpose of containing bullshit
A
people’s crossing seeks the approval of the thinker’s concentration as a green light
bulb
Is
blinking
A stream
of lava, leaks
Into
the ocean where most skeletons scatter the premises of mud and mud-sand
Vulnerable
cords of a microphone amplify suffering
Along anticipation
Feeds on the memorial among fish
With glistening
scales
A
scuba diver confuses a coral for an orchid as if confusion of that sort is
common
Among
the animal kingdom
The
octopus sovereigns, via toxins, and is wasteful enough to constitute rhythm
While a similar cottage eats at the ground, regarding a lack of civilization, fluorescent,
patient
Always
sleeping
Prompting
doubt and illness
As
the urge to splurge on containers for liquorice
Blood
Flourishes
with reason on the watch of the squid a stench consumes the sky where the
inmate
Is
roasting or roasted
Being
its being
That
is a wrap
Of
white tentacles and lewd suggestion
A
good liar is also a lifesaver
Saturday, 30 July 2016
Yourself Accountable For Cultured Dictatorship

“Jacqueline Rocque” by Pablo Picasso
(1954)
Distributing
intolerance in the eight lines of steel chairs, through which people are weaved
Off
the records of service, a bastard assumes his authority in a cheap suit
Ready
for the engagement party next door
Re
the attire of blue silk ties
Sickening
around throats not used to silk yet
Triggers
an onset of itchy teeth
Vying
for the release of authentic speech now catered through clenched lips and sore
knuckles
Of
self hatred
The
condemnation about rehearsed failure, pleads at reality
Replicating
prestige on grounds of judgement soon surfaces a realisation that retail
is tedious
As is
the fracture of confidence
Wherein a pool of sweat evaporates and tames the cruel air that surrounds the pleat of the eye
Drops
of sweat are better deciphered as tears
In institutions
Give consent on tattered leaves of enslavement a contract that binds, because of
its character
By default
bound to bind
People and animals: animals to people, people to people; people are animals
Are
they not
Yet
satisfied with the vomit of nervous retribution
From
which the calcium is offered
From
no other sufficient source of such offering
It's been a good waste of a night’s sleep some green juice and in addition to a
bowl of cereal
A copper
spoon is still up for grabs and a rack of baby clothes where the words nephew
And
niece
Are
jumbled by butterflies
Gigantic,
orange
The
face of authority starts to bloat so as to emphasise the odd mistake, unraveled
In sinister
daylight, contained indoors
The visibly medium
to scarce complexion of neutrality is explicitly an indication of violation
Felt by body language
Composed typically of superior posture today lingers an unbeatable hazard
Dismissed of compulsory gesture
Being snubbed is an act of hallucination
Thursday, 28 July 2016
Xenogamous Practices of the Poverty-Stricken

“Le baiser (Deux Têtes)” (The Kiss (Two Heads))
by Pablo Picasso (1931)
Who even
has the motivation to wash dishes while they’re sweating furiously inside the store
Regarding
comfort
Flowers
are tossed underneath alliterated motif
Blooming
neutral air
For passengers
too sorry, those nursing their appetites for
destruction
A ticket
inspector’s accomplishment is debt
While a
man proceeds
With performance
A lecture about teeth
Through
his dentures, a carnation peeps at the unfortunate beneficiary, of ironic mantra
Scattering
jewellery on public transport is a nuisance to our society
Endorsing
the fraud who’s found their success especially on unfounded confidence
There
goes the tilting head
On an
open tray as a statement of existence exceeds its own comprehension
The front-runner
of the like campaign
Returns
determined on dismal island, fully equipped to defend the deflects of soggy character
That of
which attracts observation
From the
opposition clearly endorsing their notion of aversion through stern eyes
Those
that ponder inside pockets
Without
stitching
Will sag
soon enough
Watching someone's assurance collapse, like a grounded whale
With drizzled hair an overcritical prick asserts authority on silent peers, pressing on an urge
Ugly and
destitute at that, manifesting
A reason
Or cause
Erupt in
sync with nature
Trees
that baffle windows too delicate to withstand without the architecture of steel
frames
Disturbing
harmony with greasy outlook
An insult involving family
Surveillance
is exercised for the good of the skunk on its high horse barking at tadpoles
In the pond
Your iPod
is under scrutiny
Wednesday, 27 July 2016
Viscously Fragile Specimens

“Femme et enfant (Marie-Therese et Maya)”
(Woman and Child (Marie-Therese and Maya)) by Pablo Picasso (1938)
Spring
in motion those frivolous comments rooted in biological truth the decaying eyesight
Of a
loyal man and weary companion
Having
difficulty is an expectation in some circumstances in which patience is thrust
On impatient
people
Like
a sad attempt of drenching a duck
Behind
the backyard
Of
the dictator a human being hatches
From
distrust
A
byproduct of physical interaction that of which stems from a broad network
An imbecile
to disgrace your grace
With qualifications that differ depending
on region, will reign supreme the flair for weeping
Imposed on our peers and ourselves the instrument of categorising and of exploiting merit
All hierarchies are corrupted
Like the heads of prawns piercing through
human torsos
Ready for a good roasting
By a selection of flavours, select from the
two main categories branched into either
Discursive or casual construction
The philosophies of marinating a prawn is
aplenty
And only pretentious because it is not
understood the method of plucking the head clean off
Comprises the identification of the subject
in question
Just in case it is to a large extent classified
as it is
Because of the traits of its being
A prawn will flip from those hollow compliments
intended for amateur peers, those that lend
The notion of racing
The authority to fracture their skull
And expose the shit of which corruption is
founded upon
Unpredictable consequences, lurking
Via silence
One’s complexion and physique are closely examined
so that class is no more
A superficial account of observation
Reeled
in
With cheap
wire
The fish
and the prawn make love in the esky
Tuesday, 26 July 2016
Unconvinced of the Obligation to Oblige

“Femme accoudee 1” (Woman Leaning 1) by
Pablo Picasso (1939)
Contracting
fingers in dripping blood, yet to be dripped, from the drought of your imagination
Plead
among the ancestors of despondent landscapes
Answer this
If
you had blood eyes like you do blood noses would you be bloody crying
Or
bleeding tears
If
you can clean that stench with florid wallpaper, you are bound to bleed, even more
Thus resort to sandpaper
Because
of the thorns of unpredictable brains
Will hallucinate in harmful friendship
The
depressed companion who hereby observes and ponders with what should the blood
Be cleansed
yet
On which
hour should the surface beholding the blood be drenched in recurring motif
Colouring
drains and sinks a bruise
And painful pink colour, swirling, with reluctance
Should
the spiritual landlords
Of
oblivion
Adapt
to the insecurity of your wobbling, fucked up brain, demand of their patience
The generosity
of resolved curiosity
Oh
dear the gods of the dirt, and the emphasis on the earth
In
correspondence
Oh
earthworms and oh earthlings
Of
which the correlation between two prestigious entities is bespoke in the world
of salads
Dressing for
formal events, insert
a handful of those worms above
The more passive the better
Per
pocket square, watch them claw at your fucking heart, freaking out, labeled
Salvatore
Ferragamo
and volunteer
As
your nerves are digesting themselves for your sake, allegedly
Being psycho is too indulgent
And rewarding
The
reservation at the art gallery after class is to feast on frogs, and some flowers dyed purple
As if
death is not foreshadowed
Enough
Already
Sunday, 17 July 2016
Quarrels With The Disloyally Incompetent Shocker

“Buste de matador” (Bust of a matador) by Pablo Picasso (1970)
The
association of anxiety, among other things, is the institution of our trust and imagination
Skewered
on electric handles
Crafted
for showing the digestion of fragility, for common sense’s sake
Accumulate
a crowd for yourself
Cornered
by the disguise of unbiased authority
Be
forced to choke
On the
insecurity of red pigmentation, and green interjections, scattered about, unfairly
Promoting specific prejudice entails
The disqualification
of reason, cheapened, by the one-liners of trivial stimulus
Ripe
from the downfall of attempting
Hereby lingers
the casualty of flair, slaughtered through the selection of a panel's appointment
In the recognition of exploitation, a smile is bore through the cost of having suffered
Shower
the hand of the devil with mozzarella cheese
And the urine of
wombats
If
possible
Sneaking
on territory described as foreign is a spell that trickles, that teases, patience
The vomit
that spills from fountain- like structures, so as to cleanse a bitter status
Rather
naïve
Comparing
justice is a difficult task, and if not boring
A
booby-trap
Busking
in genuine peppermint tea if not a solution, answer your Neopets, to your name
Nepotism
The two
franchises of one population, crowded amongst the backdrop of disturbance
Who will
win
And who
are skinned
For
their ice-cream
I don’t
want to be the douche bag in a fur coat that will talk about being poor, "a poor thing"
In front of an opera audience
In front of an opera audience
Building
destruction is through capital encouragement
Handing out stiff gestures
Is for
compensation, because we are so ugly and foul
And enough
to conquer children
We talk
about the things we don’t have, therefore money, therefore friends, therefore
lives
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