what is the prayer

what is the prayer
and to whom do you address it
when there is no karma
for hatred and life long self interest?

Maelstrom

Looking for certainty

in a dynamic universe

if it takes you down

find a way to say "I'll be there"

simple and direct

if it takes you down

there may be cities at the bottom

impossible architecture

complexity will take you down

simple and direct

eat the light

straight from the ground

newly bathed and just as you are

looking for certainty

in a dynamic universe

ctrl --- alt --- del --- esc

Finally, I am a rolling trash-bag of emotions

fantasistic self-disasterer

(stabs self in face with pen lid, sets clothes on fire whilst still wearing them, dives into the avalanche)

absurd, deleterious voyager

(folds body into box)

mapping the void since 1985

The Body Job

Resisting the easy narratives ain't easy

There's no credit for that

No redemption in the body job

Maybe we're just wishing our lives away

Lurching awkwardly from inspiration to embarrassment

No release from men

They want to see us inside out

Reborn a believer

Navigating spectres

Arranging fragments of the sun

 

It's quiet in front of me

But you're coming through

Lost in the body job

Shaking and spitting

As they make you

And unmake you

To make you again

Surprised like its Christmas everyday

No release from men

No escape from the wheel

 

Resisting the easy narratives ain't easy

There's no credit for that

And no redemption in the body job

hymn

a cataclysm of possible futures

the twinned screens loom before me

more debased than any drunk or poet

half blind eyes grasping for the sky

celebrating today's leveled acres

a slow apocalypse of sugar sweet syrup

eating ourselves

joyful in the calfing

spilling all

each trivial emotion

elevated,  and rejected

within the same breathe

how could i read the words and miss their meaning?

The Author of Attraction

The Author of Attraction

For and by yourself
to your own exacting aesthetic
often missing but always better for the trying
The author of attraction
Playing with the dream
over and over and over
backwards, forwards and backwards again
The author of attraction


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Seen Not Caught

At the end of the platform
beside the green sign;
a singularity
Transformation
The frost like a bed of diamonds

Like, if pain is eventual
and suffering is optional
and you have the courage to decide between them
Then you have the courage to do anything at all
Anything you can think of

The singularity does not move, is happy to wait
But you, you are not so broken as you suppose


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House Cat


Of course there is a kind of beauty in fragility
A triumph of refusal
a space inside the void
the best nap
a house cat

honest endeavour

you're writing new music, or trying

recording just the air so far

the weight in the room 

you are praying for a sensation

for something real to come over you and to throw you back out into the ocean

so you are waiting, hunched before the toy piano

dreaming up a sequence

seeking to spill yourself

tipping forward, too keen
to glimpse the possible future 

broken pedals, a beloved (but not classic) drum machine

my mongrel guitars and I

attempting to fuse together a frail beauty

newly ancient (will not fly)

makes no sense (is probably wrong)

so you are waiting

in love