film

in the morning finding you well on a thursday you shit after me and we drink coffee on the bed and look out and men who fold their shirts and walk in the morning and were children once now play and golf are walking in the morning and we kneel across from each other near the window where he leans and masturbate and I cum in a cup the children I will no longer have close and I think but don’t say that once I saw a video on twitter where a gay man put a frozen vile of cum in his boyfriend’s ass and he fucked his ass until the cum had melted from ice 

and I take my ice millions of children are everywhere but mine are dropped into a brown cardboard box in a chamber between two doors 

and they are collected in full ppe 

pp

the penis 

of a woman 

the penis of a woman 

the cum of a woman makes children 

or is the children 

I can’t decide

and they are in a box 

waiting to sleep as we have just done 

and today

everything is the same colour 

the same two colours 

for the rest of your life 

cool is

letting people know you too

are performing 

as well 

and then 

to 

simply collaborate 

sexuality

we no longer hide the asking in irony 

the asking I mean of the world 

on the other side of the screen 

here 

actually

sometimes 

hopefully

everything depends on the sun 

because everything is that mood now 

as in mood at all , that’s what the sun is now 

how bad could it be then 

you ask in raging anxiety 

good luck taking control 

if that’s what you seek 

travel

when we buy the ticket to the other place we believe that if we could go and really settle in we could change the world somehow big world big world big girl outside in it the big world but the close one is so much easier to dominate to take control of what is close which is to understand its chaos as in control is rhetorical or pretend even 

I read the poem I read the poems again I read the poem and all I thought about was when are we going to the shops and I need to get that blood test finished the poem 

poem is trying to control 

that is why we cannot poem 

today 

i decide

to work just enough so i can buy the 

portable 8 track mixer 

which meant free love to me now 

it meant real freedom baby 

you are putting the drums onto the lawn 

crying no baby 

the lawn is soft and sun dry 

everything breathes people shout and laugh 

sun hardens backs of shirts 

crying baby 

the sun another one another one dreaming 

of movie movie movie life movie life movie 

movie it’s all alright movie it’s all alright movie 

it’s all alright movie it’s all alright movie 

baby 

and I would smile when someone I do not know walks through the door because 

that’s really all there is to do 

live 

but you are dreaming 

crying baby 

door 

more than anything 

playing on the stage 

every second 

until something catches you 

a fox 

a fever 

a disappointment 

fine

we see the sky through 

the train passing 

I am alone 

you are alone 

the train is passing 

dependence , like all human sentiment 

is absurd and fictitious 

the train all one

the sky a human 

being alive 

take one 

starting letters

a new pace 

Some

Times you do just need a new lamp

$4 secondhand 

3 lamps in fact 

and a new angle 

and things are swinging again 

a moon cake 

A whole taste of a woman’s body 

As in 

Waiting for you with a prepared meal 

Felt anxious to impress

Not

anxious of 

Impending monotony 

apologise for bringing food to the 

table up everything when you are close 

Document during the doing it can get very 

Exhausting when you are living behind one 

another year 

Another year 

like another 

like a person 

like a very well worn wallet into a back pocket 

I’m the back pocket now 

And you do not ask to go in anymore 

we just do it 

first happiness

I love to watch women drink beers 

In the movies 

With red hair 

invented pill

incense pilled argoraphobic tendencies inside

pseudo organic pilled tendencies but just buying groceries for friends

when John Maus is forgotten about at the dinner discussion you remember the last five years of your life 

and realise how quickly the next five will come body of your uncle in an iron butterfly record 

a record he set in high school thirty years ago 

a go 

only ever asked for a fair portion

when ideas gone

usually take to surfing
getting pounded at the neighbours
nativity scene in disability office near
the
chemist
buying beer
whole world awake
that has become a prayer of sorts
holding on for too long just admit it
i did, just then
when i said everything is alright
it is
behind the ear
it is behind the ear
where you break
a car
a carton
a four dollar expense
was one step into a
walking office a standing
attention is what i am paid in because money gives me access to it

chad

im gonna cum baby means
im going to leave
im gonna escape into death
did not need reminding that death 
in its predatory sense 
death has indeed allured the 
body that enacts the death thought
a steak
one steak
one street 
which is definitely to say one mind
one argument
one truth
one moment which is also truth
one half packed trolley
one packet of 4 apple pies
one at a time
one aluminium nappy one aluminium 
rack of day on day to one truth 
one moment
one bullet
becomes two and many more with momentum 
and
you stand between, mostly 
in fact every living being every 
of the earth stands between
one bullet

on the aluminium metal earth at which the bullet surrounds 
as if some kind of electricity
what can be seen at the edges
what moment which is truth
says me