Monthly Archives: May 2015

Hot tears of shame

Hot tears of shame. The verb they use is “trickle” to describe these rivulets coursing down faces. But really it should be “tickle” because that is what it feels like. Begging for your laughter, a sympathetic pet that cocks its … Continue reading

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Anzac Day Howl (2015)

As my nation turns to revere the ghosts of its war dead (remember its somehow OK when we do it at Gallipoli, never, for them, at Yasukuni), my thoughts move to the perversion of our Prime Minister deploying troops in … Continue reading

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Fire on Self-Loathing (Apologies to Air on G)

Empty vessel Fill the glass In the corner On your arse Have a kid Fill the glass Glass half empty Glass half full Empty fool More’s the kid Fill him up With parts of you Kid keeps bucking Fill the … Continue reading

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