Big Jobs

The big jobs for the guys with big gobs. Up there in their ivory towers with glass ceilings. They glare up at the gods, envious. Green with envy and greed. Walking around with the tips of their flaccid penises hanging out of their flies. Ready to fuck the world. And there are flies everywhere! indicating … Continue reading Big Jobs


A little bit of love is for all this fun. Jumping up the street and beating your chest with joy. To far away from today and you know it all feels Okay on some level at least. And a hug is a greet and a goodbye feels un-neat. Because you can never wrap it all … Continue reading Stay


Gripping hold of my breath. Grasping the life that's left. Instantly open to a picture of a broken chair. Quick come quickly to the beasts ghastly lair. Wow to the world that so easily makes us fumble. Woe is the death of the homeless stumble. Let's chat about craving labour. Love is what's left. Not … Continue reading Gripping