Saturday 16 January 2010

A FRYING-PAN FOR TULIPS

I didn't know what to do with these images.
I have no clue as to what they say.
There is little reasoning behind the shapes, text, colours or era.
The choice, aligned to kingdoms, has on this morning, decayed.


FOREVER IN PURSUIT
OF CONTEXT-UAL ROOTS,
A RIGHT OF OUR OWN
AND A SENSE OF THE TRUTH


TAKE LEAD FROM LINGUISTICS
– SUCH CURTAILED FORM OF SEEING
THROUGH THE NATURE AND THE PROBLEMS
I'M BLIND IN ABSURDITY
LIKE INVISIBLE TETHER ATTACHED, VIBRATING LETTERS
CAPTURED BY THE QUICK TONGUE
MY MOTHER'S ONLY WISDOM.


WHAT A FANTASTIC DEATH SHE HAD.
STRUCK BY ELECTRICAL WHIP DETAINING ERRORS OF SYNTAX.

I'M A DOORKNOB
I'M A CAMEL
I'M A TEXTUAL RECOLLECTION.
JUST A WORD
ENAMORED 'YOU'
AS A SUM FOR CALCULATING
HELP EQUATE
AND TO RULE
THE CIRCUIT-BOARDS
TO LIGHT US ALL.

I AM A JELLY DOUGHNUT



a transfigured shape-shifter for home
compensated
voices of a fairytale syndrome.

I'll be back for you soon
in marigold shimmers.




.

FOR HENRY






Tuesday 12 January 2010

CONFETTI



drawn and quartered whilst standing on opposite side of the street where a new years celebration was taking place.
friends and unfamiliars frolicked amongst snowfights, german champagne and snap, crackle, pops of feuerwerks were heard overhead although seen from an equal level with our eyes. applefuckers firing cylinders from all angles, yet we chose not to hide, but retaliate.
with fire kindled from the trinkets of peter pan's children, jars were set loose and the sparks celebrated in a jubilant competition of victory.

we arose the morning after, feasting on a breakfast of champions.

10.01.10


it's only once the page is turned
a memory of her will spring forth
in birth

17.11.09


whenever I buy a new pen (it's not actually a pen, but more of a short, thin piece of tubing capable of containing ink with a brush attached to the 'opened when pressure is applied' orifice on the end, although the latter isn't really as easy to sell to people as the term 'Pen'), I can't help but wonder how or why such simplistic, new found movements of fluidity, within the grasp of fingertips, can enable the imagination to conjure up an array of gross creatures.

take up new hobbies, ethereal activities, found only in daydreams.