Dream Baby left me dreaming sweet dreams ...

White Stripes (for Meg)

what's inside a girl?
a series of red tunnels
leading to a parallel universe

a raspberry beret turned
inside
out
a strawberry incense SLAP

theriotouspinkslipperydip
of her inner cheek
watermelon smile
red alert

a cherry

acandy-stripedsetofcomplications
like a carnival carousel on fire

a red brigadier
a SCARLET woman
a psalm played on a cherryburst guitar

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Ida

runaway monkeys

if god exists
riding down the highway
if god exists
in her FJ
hope she thinks we're OK
not kind of hokey
if god exists
runaway monkeys

if god exists
she plays a Stratocaster
if god exists
not just any guitar

if god exists
she could come over
if god exists
and bring her lover

if god exists
she could be pissed off
about the football field
clearfelled each five seconds
if god exists

if god exists
will she help us
not just whelp us
if god exists

runaway monkeys
if god exists
runaway monkeys
if god exists
if god exists

beauty rots

FITZROT: This wall was wallnapped

Shameful lack of blogging deserves a flogging - watch this space for more of the Fitzroy black and white wall conspiracy shortly.

Gordon Bennett's reply

jean-michel basquiat

black panther

on the beach

capsized cage
black panther spilling
under moon's sullen cloud
beach and sky are one

moveable calligraphy of paws
smell of burning canvas
tail rope whips wet clawed
fur imprinted sand gleaming

wave goes out
she leaves the beach
legend

transient and nomadic

A couple of days ago I had to go into Fitzroy and I was socked to find that the Night Cat wall, which used to be swell mash up of black and white work including the razor sharp Scythe Does Matter, had been taken out. Apparently some official mural is going up, or advertising, because the space is all marked out. Rotten loss to freeform street art though. Miss the Dylan that had been lurking there for some time.

New Year's poem

darkling – do you know
the moth whose
sandalwood wings
wait for the moon
has your eyes on them?

do you know my pens all bleed in your house
and then repair themselves?

and that this dark knight son
was sent to be your protector?
(he will save you
again and again.)

you know
this vertical beach you sleep in
whose blocks are sleeping dogs –
do you cut your hair so this can’t tumble
from its turrets? (ha!)
(a rain of Rumpelstiltskins.)

do you know your beauty’s
more immutable than
bone and skin can catch?
your words, indestructable?
we your lovers love you,
expanding the chambers of all our hearts.

do you know you’ve
turned this New Year’s Day
into a storm of butterflies?
do you have any concept of this?

believe me!
a secret.

you

are

perfect