• Onstage the panel host, a young woman (dyed blonde waves, strappy top that she periodically adjusts), adores (with exposed wrists, pressed-out lips, uptipped chin, crossed ankles) three awkward, scruffy, peculiar, camp old men Read more

  • I dreamed I fucked Mick Jagger     Lips & all It wasn’t nice He fucked like a malfunctioning vibrator and his cock was so small, the condom was loose He didn’t like me digging my nails into his back, probably because I didn’t mean it He had no idea how to make me come Sorry Mick Read more

  • Damn

    On the train, standing tall Black hair, soft spikes above, cleancut below Sunglasses Cleanshaven big-dick chin Black t-shirt, blue jeans, black suede shoes Old leather Quiksilver bag, lowslung like Dee Dee Ramone’s bass He doesn’t see me staring He gets off at Bassendean Damn Read more

  • In my secret garden there are vegetables with peculiar names, strange shapes and foreign heritage; twisted herbs whose leaves and buds are functional in particular situations; fruits that are an acquired taste; contorted bruise-coloured blooms. I love and love and love them all, talk to them, irrigate them, reconfigure their habitats, fertilise them, preserve their… Read more

  • I want to lock my face cams on your chocolate-cake eyes ski your hardline nose with my q finger swipe your plush-ice mouth with my spacebar trackpad thumb examine with my i finger the precious folds and little faint hairs of your pinna trickle my j finger down the long line from the left hinge… Read more

  • Foxy Lady

    She is small and full of glee, a laugh made of bone and bright fluff Her fur is soft, brown, long, spiked out not as punk but as puff When I come to her gate she dips and jumps and speaks with yaps and yips that shine in the air She runs to me and… Read more