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The World Has Only One Gear

Posted in poetry with tags , , , on March 2, 2018 by malartart

when sand paper ties itself around your neck

blistering skin when gulping for air

when water in the face does not wake you up

but drowns you in the driver’s seat

sticking your neck out for friends in the pound

they strap on a dog collar and drag you around

it shows & tells, it sows the seeds

where we are normalcy, it grows into what a

generation looks like but does not feel

when systems collapse and minds do snap

keyboard warriors stand up for the first time

but only to stretch their backs

they

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The Idea Flame

Posted in poetry with tags , , on February 22, 2018 by malartart

                            Real without the reality

                                Reality without the real

            Burning concepts stoked with pokers of

                              Backwards technology that may seem ideal

Hearts and thoughts publicized in Saatchi’s lazy way

                                         F.F.S. open the window and let Hope

                                                                        Climb into play

           With the off-springs of honesty you plan to have one day

          Epigrammatic evidence as a red herring

              Spellbound— Spell (en)wrapped

                           Protection

            In a shawl of sentient sentences

                   Living literature looms large

                         Unmoor yourself from the hell

                                                   That’s home

                                                            &

                                                      Push forward with your

                                                 Best fictive foot first

While away

The day

Then

Wash away

In

A

Bath

Of

Warm

Words

Curl up on a bed of nails with an impenetrable novel

And give it one last, long look

The Calligraphy of Taboo Against Knowing What It is

Posted in poetry with tags , , on June 2, 2017 by malartart

Not it is written

                           But

How it is written

Indecency has

a tendency

to ineffectuality

within the

space-time as

the curve of

the gilding

upon the back of

a black mirror

for scrying

Emotional on the Beach (perfectly curated by yours truly)

Posted in poetry with tags , , , on January 24, 2017 by malartart

Ghoasts

ghosts by the coast

wrath of the lost

life’s a witch

                     time to drown

to smile’s a bitch

                      let live, let live

                                  those who hoist the flag up

                          should be slapped

                                          not pecked

                                                on the cheek

too cheap to lose sleep

          too reassuringly expensive to gain points

                    and the cost will be lost upon the ghosts by the coast

                             because I am yet to holiday with her estranged parents

Pirates and Perspiration

Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , on September 22, 2013 by malartart

 

 youre running down

the wrong side of

the track

and

you

fall

its lucky its lucky  thrown dice

thrown back seismic shift

spine rest for nine months

till im back on track

youre running down

the wrong side of

the track

and

you

fall

unlucky unlucky number 13

snap back spine shift

nose to ground

and i realise this pirate look

is out

000rigina1 fa1lure

Posted in poetry with tags , , , , on December 14, 2012 by malartart

 

Th1s will be an 000rigina1

Fa1lure

1 h000pe t000 G000d

T000 n000t have t000 repeat 1t

1 can,,,t make my m1nd up

1f th1s w1ll be en000ugh to have my

Name 1n faded l1ghts & a tattered

banner

000r 1f 1ll have t000 smash

The glass & cut the w1re

& make sure 1 d000 1t r1ght th1s

T1me

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