Sunday Summer Afternoons. Australian Style

Sunday afternoons in Australia are pretty relaxed if you live by the sea. This is our version We go to our spot at 7pm – which is known to cinematographers as ‘God Light Hour’. God is a very good lighting director This is the spot we go to – about 5 metres from the ocean This […]

The Isolation of the Hater

  After publishing “Diary of a violent, time traveling space cadet” – I received this e-mail from someone who seems un-happy that I wrote about my love for my husband of 10 years…. “Max putting up with your crazy shit is the closest thing I have seen to unconditional love on this planet. That said […]

Diary of a violent, time traveling, space cadet

Diary of a violent, time traveling, space cadet Subtitle: Courts are for judgment. Not poets interosculate/verb – to form a connecting link Earth interosculating with Missy This is Houston Mission Control What’s your attitude Missy? Over My attitude Is I am searching for a way To forget Houston To forget my dubious gangster credentials Ugly things are […]

Two years lived fermentationally in the world of Low Down Dirty Art

An ode on taking sensible advice … In the business Of a life Lived At the mercy of Art And past carnal encounters Days are dirty Low down Dirty For reasons best known to… Who cares You got the gist It’s hard It takes more Than one note to Create a harmony So ‘they’ say […]

My First Kiss Made Me Wet

“Kissing is a means of getting two people so close together that they can’t see anything wrong with each other” – Rene Yasenek I think about More Than I forget But This early memory For me Is The essence of Wet My first kiss Was A watery abyss A scene from Titanic That I wish […]

My recipe for writing about sex. You can read it. Or eat it

  My recipe for baking literary cakes About my sex life is: 1 part fantasy A tablespoon of memories 500ml of sexual experience Pour into a witches crucible Pre-heated to hot-as-hell Then Cool for a nano-second, but not long enough to reflect on Then Churn Burn And Crush Un-neccessary morals Into scattered pigments of knowledge […]

8Ball. Not just a game in a bar

  8Ball is not just a game in a bar On the street, it’s also a weight The film 8Ball is an old memory Of a 2nd hand sexual experience Reborn as a surreal collage Living life like everyone is watching A bare arse bandit in a pool hall Where the main dish is me […]

Knowledge. Why I Write & Read

Days when my motivation experiences a rallentando Due to everything I don’t know rallentando/adjective, adverb – (music) becoming slower, slackening. Word Origin: Italian, from rallentare, to slow down Some days I need a password A password to A site Called Motherfuckerallpeacefulanshit.com Days when the gut is wrung full of knots Knots you need knowledge to Get […]