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Sitting on the toilet
staring at my reflection
the size of my fists reduces my head to a silly pin
a novelty programmed into my cum & pre-cum existence
A bird decays on the beach
& the contents of its stomach scrawl out a message
a child too young to read overlooks this story
& picking up the pieces of plastic
worn smooth by the movements of the ocean
places them inside their mouth
Almost unbelievably
my excrement once spelled out the word ‘RESIST’
in all capital letters
in a toilet bowl above Jungle Juice
in the inner city of Melbourne
if there were ever a moment
I regretted not having my phone charged
that was it
This experience lends credibility
to the absurd nature of contact
with interdimensional entities, divinity & extraterrestrials
like the letters G-O-D being revealed
in the cross section of an aubergine
or exact fragments of the sky repeating themselves
as if layers cloned in software
It only takes one good sledgehammer strike
to break reality beyond repair
an antennae emerges behind your apartment building
like the shadow of a giant serpent
where the empire can now communicate
faster than thought
Imagine the entire world struck mad at once
that mute anchor point
finally filed through
hulking chain drifts off into oblivion
poison gas leak
biological warfare
war & rumours of war
the body animated by dance
though the mind looks on without consent
a crowd of strangers blown into town that act like old friends
erecting the stage for a hidden performance
the streets strewn with discarded masks
the hospitals completely empty_
Folded like a piece of paper
opposing worlds
are brought together
the hum of their dissonance
becomes the soundtrack
to the following events:
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The Human Shaped Hole
04:56
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The initial stage of quarantine
returns the mind to its nest
one single bulging eye
muses on the human shaped hole
Patterns emerge from the wreck
of my life’s journey
the torn periods of movement
both psychic & through space
persona & place
violently abandoned
A space is created where your antonyms might bloom
everything you are not
inverted in your totality
is your perceived perfection
[{ˆ}]
Like a large glass of water filling your stomach
an absence fills you-
to be a body without feeling
a waif jettisoned into eternity
===;’.,
Within the confines of another room
a sad, humming wire worms through my skull
time collapsed upon my head
& from my shattered form
geometric objects pour out onto the carpet
the mind cast over an unseen ocean
while the body wanders the rooms & halls
Horror for the moon
as she built a new universe with mime hands
a gargantuan, semi-flaccid penis on the horizon
its absurd foreskin flapping in the breeze
like an eroded idol
all tones of desert sand
a chrome tunnel attempting to envelope my body
open sesame
existence is a tube
that having sewn both its orifices together
becomes the archetype
for all perpetual motion
[{8}]
[{\}]
Each conversation the distant relative
of some initial murmur
the same scene living out its fate
to be seen from every possible angle
repopulating crisis
repeated actors bathe the media
in their uncanny glow
Familiar faces distort
as they are crushed through the blood line
beginning as a dry cough
cascading into avalanche
a handshake
the coded mimicry of genitals
[{+}]
Walls harden
rejection from the afterlife
404-error
[{=}]
accepting feeling is the only good feeling
_+__++_
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Personality constructed from dead skin
personality discarded on roads & in vapour
exhalation of pressure from the lung
a bottleneck of history where caught fucking & sever the vein
bledout youtube tutorial
livestream self-sacrifice
Clumsy references to events in real-time make an impression
kids piss behind bookshelves
yellowing a torn page corner
urinal cakes made from industrial body disposal
awash an ocean of blood & smile coagulate
expelled from the firmament
into your arm
in a burst of inspiration
in the revelation of a late-night episode
where all the pens are broken
& the power is off
you rub your bare elbow against a coarse plaster wall
spelling out a word from discarded skin
which in the darkness
you can’t quite make out
][][][][];}}][}[][][][]{]]
Always the excretion
never the bride
memory filters out even the significant moments
like laying beneath a stone which fell from the heavens
& a friend who had a terrible hunger for any kind of drugs
over the course of a day
the familiar can become
completely unrecognisable
Through time you make a choice of one letter to shape
from the curvature of your spine
a machine is created
which artfully removes the bone stem from your corpse
arranging it with the others in your assigned allotment
determined by some esoteric algorithm
Once the quota is complete
a single word is formed
its image is then transmitted silently
to one of the receivers
If the transmission fails
the bones are scattered
& the process is repeated
until the recording is successful
[{:}]
Unable to focus on the centre of the pattern before you
eyes wander to the top left corner of the grid
wherever your gaze falls on this map
defines important aspects about your life to come
Here
rest on this bench for a moment
while all dimensions of your personality are assigned
are injected into you painlessly
as reality is re-put together
from a wall of hexagons
[}{(:{““_*]
[*(}{(“{+”}”:>9”]
[}{:*(.*>+_+_{+{}”:]
[>&{}*>.9|”:”|=]
[{>}<$}:>{]
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It took several days for the hatred within me to subside
abandoned kittens pock the landscape near the villages
a spasm of cuteness
upon terrain that otherwise
looks like the devil’s skin viewed beneath a microscope
White buildings congeal upon the map’s depressions
like bacteria forming in unwashed crevices
here is where the food is prepared
here is where some bodies are baked in the sun
A human skull winks behind a pillar
power lines connect the disparate locations
the corpses of unknown animals
decompose in the parking lots of each vista
Somewhere here a seed is born
of a ritual to exit this world
as if the flesh of my toes
curling over the smooth rocks of one of these beaches
might afford some dignity
as drug took hold
& body
frozen like stone
slips out into the waters
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Intersection of fictional numbers
gives significance
to insignificant dates
Distrust for government reaches a peak
prophecies of chipped skin & barcodes come to life
extrapolating from the initial error
wound blooms in slow motion
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Carcass of a bird at the dinner table
hands quarter the dead animal
hardened phlegm connects the bones
watch it stretch & semi opaque gateway to light
dust blemish the actors & incites their allergy to fire
I try to grip the object that dwells in the centre of my head
the sun’s lips reach out to suck on it
until it is dissolved & ejected
to the centre of the earth
=-=”|’\=-=-=-=-=-=-
Upward cast cartilage & downward cast eye
an invisible monocle resting below my brow
skinned cat arbitrators re-evaluate
the sound the wind makes as it navigates the crucifixion
Creation becomes archaeology
a rumination on earlier things
as if gaining some vantage point on them
might illuminate the present in a meaningful way
Lived life is like pollution to the present
it clouds & traps the clear thing
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First instance of a fall
crisis gives way to extraordinary measures
spewed from the mouth of a non-entity
the age of tracking begins
An individual resists the quarantine
a stoned, one-man protest in the park
the device in his neck emits an unwanted tune
rendering the surrounding air nearly unbreathable
Particles hover in the shrubs by the canal
a bird’s song acts as a warning
residue from the last human interaction persists
small traces of food remain inside the discarded plastic
Anxiety is mistaken for prophecy
when more than one person enters the room-
suddenly
the screen before you is interrupted with a notification:
‘your test results have arrived’
now, push your arm through this lubricated hole
& select a handful of medicine from the nest
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.’’/[/’/’
.’’/[/’=/’/’
The world’s psychosis is approaching
concealed only by a film
as thin as the skin of your scalp
plunge a knife in any wall & see
how all architecture is connected
.’’/[/’=/’/’
.’’/[/’/’
With vapour made from a burning leaf
& wisdom found on the end of the tongue
a medicated prophet
reveals the connection in the fragments
of a pile of broken glass
as if the spark in a dark room with smoke & lights
was a true illumination
A kind of neurological noise
is worshipped with such fervor
that the world slumps into the corner of a room
too tired to argue any longer
soggy, depressed & grey it is compacted
the party continues over the lifeless mass
the toilets are full
the chatter is ceaseless
( . ) ( . )
8===>
Awake to find
a pair of eyes
half set
in your curtains
each time you blink
you become less sure
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It’s incredible
the dust in this city
it lays itself thick on the windows
& compresses & compresses
as clear as diamonds
outside on the balcony
at the end of the season
you have to scrub the stuff to come off the concrete
Exhaust of industry
the skin of strangers
it’s strange though
that I grew up next to Main Road
where the cars never ceased passing
from waking to sleep
but I never in my life saw this much dust
All this dust
behind mirrors
& between floorboards
enough skin to fill houses
it weaves through the cracks in the doors
it wedges between the hinges & the opening mechanism
leave a glass of water by the bed overnight
& it forms a skin upon the surface
waking with a cough, you gulp it down
it settles in your body, then spreads out
finds the path of least resistance
& goes there
the fibers break into smaller fibers
& work into the fibers of your brain
there they entangle
& begin influencing things
I came up with an experiment
to make a mold of my body
& fill the negative space
with all the dust I could collect from the apartment
to see how many copies of myself I could manufacture
with science I found on the internet
so that each time I glanced
at a reflective surface
another I might take my place
& in turn
each shard of skin discarded
would be afforded its own agency
I think of all the dust falling like ash on this city
& the lungs full of liquid in the hospitals
& the weird glee with which a god might watch it all unfold
a great ash joke played out upon the people
what a perverse sense of humour
the universe has
I cough up something black
& spit it into a tissue
a small part of being human
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