This effort smashed together in about 30 minutes as sacrificial poem for WA Heats Australian Poetry Slam… Judges I stand up here Fist to the skies With a microphone I advertise Judges I’m galvanised, I’m optimised Unmasked and clearly sanitised My human rights are classified This poem is a sacrifice This poem is a sacrifice… Continue reading Sacrificial “Poem” for WA Heat 2 2020
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those lives matter
Kaya From the loungeroom To the boardroom To the war room To the courtroom I can’t breathe And Black Lives Matter because all life shatters With a bent white knee to your throat Whose lives matter Black lives matter Noongar life matter Yamatji life matter In custodial boxes you suck back thick toxic dead air… Continue reading those lives matter
Gallipoli Crescent 2020
At the driveway helm We are concrete pontiffs of war tales Thanking them like Jesus For standing up to the force Of lead and copper ballistics 744 metres per second Piercing collective skin On crosses they hang us Dissing the myth In the dark we wait for Someone to tell us how to behave And… Continue reading Gallipoli Crescent 2020
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Bontage
In the beginning He said: Its criminal There ought to be a law And we rock the Canning like its 1974 This 10K sonic bitumen strut The screeching rhythm of ourselves The stench of rubber burnt on tar Diesel, petrol. Denim n tats Escort reds tucked into Rolled up t-shirt sleeves A Monaro bicep… Continue reading Bontage
Unwritten Letter to the Dead Gods
On western coastal plains In torrid haze we sit and weep Into the dusty mouths of dead gods Under the star maps And gnarl of banksia We once told woodland stories In the stunning scalpel Of urban shadow We watch brittle corridors Dissolve to bitumen And pale corrugated colour A red tail melody – kaarak… Continue reading Unwritten Letter to the Dead Gods
scattered landscape
Though we are anchored to our mental shores Uninsured at the Boranup breaks Telling stories to the wardong Songs to the unsafe terrain at our feet speak In beats across the blatant sky All mud and pindan All meat and muscle All bus stops and diesel fumes Airports and Stadiums And all streets always end… Continue reading scattered landscape
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For Jakob’s Zine