I'm caught in the matrix
The womb
there's a gli.. glit... glitch

The twilight zone
I'm at the bottom of the deepest ocean
i'm blinded by the light

The phone's ringing....... ?
I don't have one
i never answer the land line - I don't have one

Hello?
Hello?
are you there?

You are the oracle
It's all right
The uncommon thought
Hallucinations chime
Detonate like a bell
A low slung gong
There is a distinct difference in the stance of the bourgeois
And you
It's exceptional
It is your faith that drinks in creation itself
It determines your mood on occasion
Truth is a flood
An undeniable perception of things in the mirror
Be overwhelmed by your objective mood and laugh
Accept the deluge
Serve

Your shadow is sublime
It appears on a dismal day
Green is the colour of my earth
It makes the sun shine brighter
You are a reflection of thought
The scent behind my shoulder
Everything has changed but you remain the same
A shallow calm swell in the clear turquoise ocean
Rolling reflection
How do you do that?
What is your pain?

I’m standing under the mirror ball looking up
blind
Where are you?
no where
Show me your identification badge
SECURITY SECURITY
my smile slides to the left
like a child
My whispering voice says I can’t find you
BUT I’M NOT LOST
anguish
I know where I am standing

find me

Every time I see imperfection
I see truth

I grin as I look into the new year
A new state of mind and heart
There is no ****** clarity anywhere to be seen
No expectations and no lined up jars
I smell earth on the breeze
There's a hum
A beautiful vibration in the dirt beneath my feet
listen

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As excited as I may seem
The sky still shines blue black at night
The candle wax drips and sticks
Drum beat repeats
twitch
But through the night I sleep - sometimes - on and off
And in the light - I run and pat dogs
I don't see you but you are always seeing me so
I hold my chin in my hand and contemplate
It all

What happened to the beautiful boisterous screaming queens of the 80's full of Gloria Gaynor dancing on bars & pianos & teasing & strutting & grabbing life by the *****?
Every time I go to the Op Shop & see a pair of size 11 patent leather red pumps I think of you & put them on & walk around the shop just to remind me of the fabulous times.
Are you making lounges in the shape of Cadillacs or corsets or sculpting **** - tail glasses delicately gold leafed - centre table?
Back up x 30 in the Botanical Gardens at Mardi Gras & remember the good times, the sad times, the Carmen Miranda, feather boer, wig, **** & lipstick times my friends........
smooth jazz grand piano

.......

I stood in the wind and I could smell myself
I liked it
It was heady
I caught myself on the wind and it was good
I turned and walked away and was sad that it was only me that caught it
smile

......

You hold me in the palm of your hand
I try to leap out of it but that leaves me suspended in mid air
You climb inside my head & start eating it from the inside out
I'm like a rabbit in a warren
Running from one place to the next
Banging in to walls of dirt & dust
There is no light down here & it's hard to breathe

You play with your hair and scissor your fingers and dance on your toes and get a kick out of watching me squirm

All I can hear is the wind in the trees now but everything seems so still and silent
It's hot
But my heart feels ice cold
I haven't eaten for three years so I'm hungry and I'm tired even though all I do is sleep

You bounce

Listen ..... ..... .....

That is the guttural scream from my soul
My arms are outstretched reaching for freedom

I'm sweating your ******* out of my skin and I'm soaking in it
I'm soaking
Wet
My soggy misinterpretation
Your narcissism is sublime
Above and beyond the call of duty
I'm
Choking
You're shoving it down my throat and I can't
breathe
back up
back up

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I'm a simple woman
There is no complexity
I sat opposite her and
She turned her back
It took me a while to process that
I wonder if she knows happiness
Her dress was emerald green and ruby red
I drank another glass of wine
Intellect is intimidating
Until you drink that last glass of wine
Then?
You get lost in the hallway
Wondering
Wandering
I sat opposite my nemesis
She gave me what I wanted
truth

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Run to the dawn, run run, the sun rises over the pain and the head within your head within your head, stretching, bending making no sense but it's real.
Run to the end of day, body over there, mind in the palm of your hands and looking at it so - strange.
heal

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