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I don’t want Centrelink payment!  It doesn’t fit my raiment  It is only Prakash Saint Paul’s garment  to treacherise me and torment!   I want to be nobody’s child  Because belonging can’t be my guild  Prakash Saint Paul’s thick and unseemly hide  swallows everything that I ride!   And I am replete with truth inside  It is Prakash Saint Paul who always lied  You all know itContinue reading “I don’t want Centrelink payment!: A poem “

I wish to be bedazzled by the devilry  of the sun. Though, I think  it has been a rather cold spring  as if a season can bring  with it, its nondescript mockery of everything  I owe it to the fleeting sky  that the sun is not always in my eye  November rain doesn’t cause me pain  Though I wonder how swift the year hasContinue reading “What does this cold spring bring?: A poem “

They tried to cut off my feet  as if it were a cardboard cutting  to pull me out like knitting  away from my haloed ground  But I am not unwitting  like a kite in a sky of terror  attached to the twine of captors   I am not headless in a headwind  my arms have lengths of flying dragons   I amContinue reading “Aerodynamics beat chicanery: A poem “

What have you inked for me, this time round, Centrelink?  Albanese, Richard Marles, Trump, Aries, Liberals or all?  Anything you give me is Prakash Saint Paul’s mascot doll!  Every fortnight, it rains treachery on my sacred wall!  And what befits God, but your peas and pods?  Have you ever thought it seems so odd?  Mortal men are being imposed upon God,Continue reading “What have you inked for me, this time round, Centrelink?: A poem “

I have never morphed my dignity  to make pieces, faeces out of me  All these instant revelations fit my bones  And I have shunned the evil encumbering me, and shone!  The solar emblems of stars have known  I belong to the very first ember and spark  There was a blind light even in, the before, dark  I have eternally glittered in the alone, alone Continue reading “I will never morph my dignity: A poem “

I feel the electricity  move me past the grey cliffs  of the horizon; but, unlike  them, I don’t drop to my knees  to the sea. I am afloat,  not on a wave, but on a current  of ghostly particled energy  like a torrent from a  hidden wormhole, microwired  to the orbits of planets  And I feel neither this way  nor that. Stationed,Continue reading “I am perceptive, in pain: A poem “

I can see the haloed flake, never quake,  it exists as it bravely sits  on the reserved floor of earth; never as dirt  What is anointed is, somehow, sworn to take birth  Even asphalt lies broken  Not the path that is chosen  Steel wears no skirt; it is never hurt  Walk alone if your prone, and feelContinue reading “God unfolds, slowly: A poem “