I willingly acknowledge that I shall never hit the poetic heights of Dave Warner. I accept there will only ever be one True Larrikin Shane Warne, and that I am not he. I also confess that I am writing these few lines because I am supposed to be writing a job application, which is also […]
When I was a young man, I saw a part of a US made for TV movie about an Australian serial killer going about his hobby in the US. Apparently it was based on a true story. The killer had some form of American accent – indeed, was played by an American, and that was […]
Numb-bats Body artfully draped Wrist carefully exposed Window opened just a little A late night pose . Trap wary though jaded Set the scene Lure them in . Room ransacked Car carjacked Best of all that morning Feelings stolen away . Cheap furry buddhas Bodhi-bat-vas Take away nirvahna Delivered every night . Take it all […]
I. Billy Be a hero The rest of us will creep out the back Our wives were happy Our kids were happy They didn’t care about Billy After all, their Dads came back. II. The night Chicago died There was nothing good on TV I went to bed early and missed it all. Dammit! III. […]
Casper: the sadness of a friendly ghost How can you live with the fact a child died for your cartoon pleasure? You did him no favours taming him, accustoming him to humans. Oh yes, he is a friendly ghost, and you may count that as an accomplishment, but what does it mean? He craves companions, […]
Lonely Mormon Lonely Mormons far from home wandering through the great apostasy. Tempted by Coca Cola, shunning coffee and other like beverages, is your truth too good for me? You all rush to share it with the pretty Asian girls. Was there nothing on those buried gold plates Elohim wanted you to share with me? […]
INTERNATIONAL BURNS DAY I thought that it must have been International Burns Day with the victims on parade, their different scars on display. Marks I had not seen before. Hair up, showing pigmentless flesh below the ear. Flashmark along the arm. Puckered skin running down the rear of a shoulder. Are these the marks that […]
I am a creature of habit and habits, and given that day has come round yet again, here is my alleged poem yet again, with the same introduction as before … … Today is Australia Day. You can tell by all of the people walking around dressed in Australian flags. Otherwise, you might not know […]
ALL the beautiful young things are wondering about the place dressed in their swimwear and large Australian flags, so it must be that day again. I was once abused by two bikini wearing teens on this day for not smiling enough (“BE HAPPY! Its Orstrayuh day”) and I will always be grateful that despite the […]
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