ice
November 30, 2009
penny
November 30, 2009
ruin
November 29, 2009
dreams
November 29, 2009
i’m writing some stuff and everyone tells me i have the weirdest nightmares ever.
okay then.
spin
November 28, 2009
arms
November 28, 2009
dave
November 26, 2009
when the first
hit
there was this guy at the party
covered in tattoos of a map
bright colours
mad cunt
but would have cost a ton
so the ripper hits
and all the windows facing get blown in
and the last thing
before running until I had an asthma attack
was that guy
lying on the floor
of my
living room
with pieces of glass in his map tattoos
we were having a sick party
when that jet
cut through the clouds
splitting them like maggots.
the beginning of something
November 26, 2009
I knew there was something happening
Something wrong
When I awoke at 2am
To birdsong
One of my bouts with insomnia proved useful
On a more exhausted day I would have missed it
Lack of maybe would have been fatal
But you can’t think like that
So I woke at 2am to this loud magpie warble
And a vacant hum
I thought why is that dog next door fucking barking again
Don’t the owners know to shut it the fuck up at 2am
And then the rumble got louder
And I knew that was weird
Larks started
And the galahs that live quiet in a pair across my street
Started a hard chirp that made
My insides flip like water in a balloon
The crickets screamed
My feet curled from wet grass
When I climbed out to observe the uproar
The sky got hot
The wildlife knew
Willy wagtails zoomed over my head, butcher birds
Knew they knew the best warning
This was no battle cry
This was get away from my nest
I know right now I need to survive and you’re getting
Real close to me there
That hum was now a rumble
And in an instant
A fighter plane
Beak and wings
Of titanium soared over me
Oh no
And it’s entry was sung
Stay away from my nest, they swooned
Birds llike darts in the air
And that first plane
Beckoning shocked tears in my eyes
And a sinking in the pit of my stomach
Nature knew
Something was meant to go wrong while we slept
