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Friday, July 31, 2020
a bit of a stereolab knock-off
the question remains, it's a big one, can you say bye bye to the modern interpretations and become self reliant on a slice of arnhemland. we are really going to need to dig down. get out of this heat. sink the roots. withstand the cyclones. take cover from the fire. the cows have gone with the lush green grass. crawl into the darkness moaning.
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Thursday, July 30, 2020
rolling solo again
here you can have it. meddle bitch. have whatever you want and put it wherever it fits into your neurotic spasms. it won't upset my chaos. and maybe we need a war against some other other to be brought together to feel anything remotely resembling community. you fuck me up with your fumbling idiotic and your well weathered facade of social authority. you are mad enough to believe yourself when you say you hold all the rights and truths. what mutant enemy emissaries your breed as most faithful haters of your demi deity disaster.
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Wednesday, July 29, 2020
chew me up spit me out
if you want truth with a capital T and straight dirt roads, i have cleared out at the first breath of argument. for there is nothing to be gained here but a waste of my finite energy even responding to the grunts and sighs. change descends like napalm. i move to the next stage of digestion. are these the intestines? lower or upper? how many stomachs has leviathan?
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Tuesday, July 28, 2020
Aktiengesellschaft
as i woke from ocean fleets an orgasm gave me relief. such tender practice you provide. cool my temper. temper my expectations. grow the citrus and water the herbs. a patch of dirt, the touch of you and the love in your eyes are all i need. there is an emptiness i do not know forty miles above our heads, oh boundless sky. in honor of you big sister, we must learn to sing slowly to stone, drink our tea and dunk our biscuits.
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Monday, July 27, 2020
i still have moments of craving
i know it is hippyville, but they walk naked down a solemn path to swim away from others. i am all down with easy going, but we have to accept these bodies as materials in the physical realm if we are to go to any length at all not to be swallowed whole by the monster of a civilization. she is just tired, let her sleep.
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Friday, July 24, 2020
let me get you out of that dress mess caress
it's hot. cool temptations at a crowded beach. five hundred words after a day on the sand. between the bar and the ocean. anna looks quite right on the water. i review my progress with claws sinking into skin, respiratory problems taking root and well trampled sheep shut up in stalls. i make no complaints. come and help me fix an address sometime.
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Thursday, July 23, 2020
distant associatives alcohol sans ethanol
i would eat your face off watching the media fight amongst themselves about what is leaked on the internet. another line of flight hoped for by millions creates and instastar; just add water, deception and a good app designer.
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Wednesday, July 22, 2020
each day looking about for a subject
back on the cruise ship island i bring about a panic and hysteria standing the day on its head and unravelling it in a cloud of productive insignificance. the helicopter pans from right to left on shark patrol. no more to the old interpretations. the surgeon has moved in next door. poor posture for a medical man. he calls his customers patients. they all wear faces of hope for a reality more glorious than the one presented to them.
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Tuesday, July 21, 2020
Robyn Francis
not a second guying by without angus slicing a piece of pie from the sky. a storm is a-brewing out west. when it is time to leave we will be heading north to djanbung. for now it is a cold morning cigarette throwing the fire into the belly. another concentric circle irene. just like the one before and the one before that.
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Monday, July 20, 2020
tvc15 she's got my
i want five thousand more eternities in this space moment. but no. yes dada. yes- there is a pain in the chest every time i sneeze. that's just your broken heart. take a break from strenuous activity and re-examine sleeping conditions. get your gimp out and march around the flooded city streets. we were once free to roam the land with apron and five pound note in search of a marauding partner.
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Friday, July 17, 2020
to have been there now and then
this is that magic time of the day where those who sit and stare into their consciousness traps in public are swamped by the early buffet dinner at the local rsl. no rissole. the sun aint thinking about going down in this punch up with colombus numbnutus. i camouflage myself in the ritual of watering the plants on the balcony to peer into the everyday of the spew pit.
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Thursday, July 16, 2020
sundown dazzling day gold through my eyes
that is a lot of smoke for no fire. it's a breathing hazard. i know just the record that will clear the saturated vicinity. red. high high voltage rock and roll. i take the floaties with the kidlets just in case a tsunami sweeps down the main street. or a bust damn brings the ebola toadents into view. you planned your life out. did you not seek financial advice from the poor immigrant refugee living upstairs as australian as thongs made in china.
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Wednesday, July 15, 2020
under another sky
at it again on a friday morning setting up the weekend's work ahead; window washing, old paint scraped back, new paint going on, instal the down pipe and mend my mustard sweater. down to the bakery for a hominy loaf and pastries. when will the banana and walnut cake be ready? it is a bit of a trick to get the old boy grooving on these cold mornings. has anyone seen habit walk down to the corner store to pawn a lung for a packet of ciggies? soon we will be packing up this poetry worn to shadows and slow dancing our way onto the northern tablelands. with the degenerates sprouting up around me like scoby i am afraid i would never be able to pull it off here.
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Tuesday, July 14, 2020
cover cycle use and do it again re-
another magical morning massacred running flat whites and wholemeal sandwiches out to the exiles who do not have a home to miss up in this mountainside excursion. mozart's violin concertos fill the ears. upstairs elephant yoga cure distills the magic of guru koala. the bastards will only pay for the most productive part of the day. no one round these hills wants eggs at half ten in the evening.
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Monday, July 13, 2020
dear you
i need my glasses now that you have turned up my dear dark cloud. how am i doing, back pain and bing the day is on. something is always about to happen, happening or only now just finished happening, so sorry you missed it, next one in ten minutes. i would not worry about it neither in this free wifi zone.
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Friday, July 10, 2020
often the best response to alarm is silence
at some point i will need to grow up and become a rough trader. no more sharing with mummy and little timmy. will have to strike out and establish a self in society brimming with autonomy. as a keep on goinster the lights will be on and a rank will be held among a legion where being a writer is not suicide.
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Thursday, July 09, 2020
helen garner
what are we trying to do but self flagellate whilst waiting for the genetic program to wipe out our points of difference? there is another bearded feminist hipster pushing the stroller checking the facefook for the latest on the upcoming hippy olympics. they swap tribes for a weekend to spew sounds up into the sky as radio waves. shutdown SETI: out of vanity, please. they huddle together murmuring to themselves that they have reclaimed the town. come monday morning this writer under instruction sweeps the street of hipster trash.
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Wednesday, July 08, 2020
however it has to happen so long as it happens
craigy does not want to know early dawning with flashlight hammer and thongs. he will need his glasses to throw a curios slow gaze across the fixtet of monkeys. he will demonstrate his raw power to adapt and think through the problem of island to his little monkeys. everyone is on stage for a little moon shadow but it helps if one learns to dance first.
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Tuesday, July 07, 2020
war on conscious nests
they pulled down the shades and sat themselves on the couch waiting for me. i can see here so i suppose she can see me.
don't talk to computers. talk to me.
what is it you said? i say prideless and without ego.
the medicine suggests that you are sick.
i don't understand the symbols or the dosage.
you are in a position to learn.
stupid people like me are often in that position.
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don't talk to computers. talk to me.
what is it you said? i say prideless and without ego.
the medicine suggests that you are sick.
i don't understand the symbols or the dosage.
you are in a position to learn.
stupid people like me are often in that position.
Monday, July 06, 2020
yukabyngnwal nawhere nakum narra
that's the fucking guy.
man christ it is too.
he has just cut his hair and beard.
yeh right.
nice brown velvet jacket and wool suit pants.
taylor?
surely.
you don't need me for anything do you?
the edit!
hmm...
i am too time poor or else i have had a bad baggage handler.
make me an offer.
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man christ it is too.
he has just cut his hair and beard.
yeh right.
nice brown velvet jacket and wool suit pants.
taylor?
surely.
you don't need me for anything do you?
the edit!
hmm...
i am too time poor or else i have had a bad baggage handler.
make me an offer.
Friday, July 03, 2020
i am just an animal looking at woman
all i can hear is 'i need some medicine'. unfortunately they are relying on me. i am growing sick of watching people eat. it stays seen and i have seen it all go down the face hole. the cult of the restaurant i want out. through dessert coffee and digestives run out on the bill close the till mop the floor and lock the shutters. throw the keys into the canal. come on then, cross the road.
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Thursday, July 02, 2020
dinner
we have craved our own as we journeyed from compromise to compromise through community the likes of which we will never see again. applause en masse. now i am surrounded by smug struts on well chiseled optimism. we make a fire away from the town's gaze.
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Wednesday, July 01, 2020
the meeting of the action committee will begin in five minutes
chartreuse turns the congress on its head. the chair is slowly pontificating: we don't do busyness with motherfuckers. everyone heads to jim. such wisdom lies within. they all want the best for themselves. that they have in common. thick shades and crossed arms sporadically phone checking.
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