i came here to see you

behind the supermarket by your house
at night fluorescent flickers
rolling a cigarette on the step
like origami

and i thought
'you always said that
death was pretty'

bloodletting

being with you is like
pressing needles to the softest
upper thigh
just gently pressing
until it punctures

it's implicit
like the moment after saying
that i hate you
living always in the silence

it is the grammar of your native tongue

cute things happening in my 'hood'

stealing stickers off the trams that say
'when exiting the vehicle,
beware of cars'
and sticking them on things that are not tram doors


the unbearable boredom of 2008
the unbearable boredom of the internet

fog lifts off the highway
and the doorway where you mopped
soap suds splattered
frosty window panes

#4

sabotaging all attempts at giddiness
in favour of
that beautiful elusive unrequited
solitude

all eyes are
somewhere behind me
watching only long enough to say
a repetition of
your infatuations
in reverse.

i want to know the rawest parts of someone
but we are trapped by each others' mediocrities.

i never want to say
'i'm just such a romantic'

om nom vegan recipe time

oat milk porridge with goji banana cocounut and straw-berries

put one part oats and two parts oat milk in a saucepan over very low heat. cook uncovered, stirring occasionally until it reaches the consistency of how you like it. chop banana and strawberry and put on top. sprinkle with coconut and goji. yommmnomnomnomnom.

s.

glass cracking surface of the earth
like
sometimes
this is just how the world looks

wintertime

using this pattern.

clumsy

places you are not:
tent without a fly
long drawn shadow sunset beach
with sharks inside.

alley in the dark
tram ride
petrol station 2am

frankston beach
on the tiny tiles in the second floor bathrooms

sitting on my fence

the comic book store
in between
the reeds and the water

triassic period south brazil
name dropping.