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Posted in Uncategorized by samuel on April 5, 2012

i have started a tumblr and will gradually migrate poems there. moremeteos.tumblr.com x s

moremeteos.tumblr.com

 did the hippi…

Posted in Uncategorized by samuel on March 24, 2012

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did the hippies shake

on ayers? Ginsberg meditated

and wrote to his dad

appeasingly

‘a different sense of time’

not

an repository of set in values

Posted in Uncategorized by samuel on November 16, 2011

pretty cynical
but you are very pretty
unionised workers dodged
a snow globe moment
stay cynical
and call me back

what line?
you cupped it
so you must want it
the way mistaking a cycle for a system
we cut off both ends
when we needn’t

you made it!
rolling around
goat being while
I motion wildly
beatboxing contrarily
oh wait, Oooohhhhhhh

and an accident
and a tree – roots being dumb
and a smart bleogeo
hey it’s my super pillage
up in my feeds!
I remember fondly my feeds

Posted in Uncategorized by samuel on October 16, 2011

III

This painting is automatically better
than the painting of water we saw the other day
at the Chinese gallery in Chippendale

that painting was
black and white
symbolic
limitless
coy
inscapey
and had a horizon

this painting
is a limited planar
2.5 dimensional rendering
of the same subject
that fails to do any of that
in colour
plus land
plus boats.

Posted in Uncategorized by samuel on October 13, 2011

I

A pink and olive ghost
looks into the dam while a shark chases a shark nearby.
Father, an alien wash, mild as they say
sails and this begins to trace the lines on the dam.
Every figure is closer to the surface
even the ones that aren’t there
and the ones that obey the heirachy of tone and time
not many.

II

The key to this picture is the limits –
what overreaches the lip?
Light, and ominous top-right
over the headland
no spodge
maybe just weather.

Posted in Uncategorized by samuel on September 27, 2011

Never fixed the bathroom
Despite the renovation rhetoric
So deeply embedded in the block
So nothing to do

Something wrong with the router
Should say penguin fairy bread
Not fairly bred – yes I know
No blizzards and no typhoons

Let the music write the poem
As music will distract you from
Breakfast and things needing doing
Poetry is useless labour

As useful as Labor
That’s why I’m so subversive
I look out the window all day
Waiting for the perfect analogy.

Posted in Uncategorized by samuel on June 22, 2011

to price carbon, surely we have to
as surely as I need a coffee and how
refugees are put in private prisons

but don’t correct me – bling, real
estate, gumption, rolla-doors,
vegetarianism – middle class accoutrements
so don’t deign to correct a chinaman

sorry chinamen

shadow-boxing the impression of vitriol
is a kind of ‘welcome back!’ to the internet
it’d been a while, since high school, atheism

anyway, I was right then, and I’m right now

Posted in Uncategorized by samuel on June 19, 2011

that lion is a dick

‘oh I just can’t wait to be king?’
seriously?

  1. he’s a monarchist
  2. he IS the monarchy
  3. he’s mad proud
  4. he explicitly states that, as king, he wouldn’t listen
  5. he’s impatient
  6. he equates responsibility with freedom
  7. he bullies birds

rishi complains the newcastle freeway always leads to newcastle

is herztog comic or blazing? the way he gets them to move the camera
playful but with an earnest attention

there’s too many people to thank, so I’ll do them in person
for now, I want to congratulate the studio
for enabling such lone-wolf tones
waltzing to and believing in this project

not this lion

Posted in Uncategorized by samuel on March 22, 2011

trying to make money
you have made it as a poet
what i think is the blink of my phone
is something ambient,
a part of the light-cycle
i’m privvy to
another bad film,
or another good film?
more like,
another good night
more like,
another good night
together, more like
a good film than
any night together
anyone ever

and not just one
more nights together
days are clever
nights are slender
sure let’s spend
a few more hours
another bed bender
return-to-sender
afternoon of splendour
the work of some EU pretender
hiding a packet of lollies
how to pronounce dante
and a head of broccoli
in a blender

Posted in Uncategorized by samuel on March 19, 2011

all these contexts generalisations script brillo energy
a marginal seat grab quote a headbutt scuttle you’re nuts
gherkin cigars a headline / the 1950s version of the 1920s
is digital – and terrible, papaists and dadaists the air poets are supposed to breathe
the duff of family life for you

i will moderate a discussion you can then ask questions a thankyou in advance
that did not get recorded again a ferry coming in i’m not

slap a dog’s back who wants to guess what’s waggling? not fingers
i remember as a preschooler you chewed tubes of glue
but we hadn’t been to china so didn’t know how to spit
that’s how good middle-class boys get the habit
sitting in the library with an exercise of equations
picking a book by seamus heaney off the shelf because the cover
was a brilliant saturation of magenta a total
misrepresentation of what’s inside

what if i hit play gulf war headlands blanket parmesan midi
another terrible schema thrown off the outside
attacks on customers break the cycle – it gets worse
they tie your tubes my foot is turning out
to be the strongest weapon i’ve got – teenage fantasy
now we are really listening to americans
where before we were merely reading them
*serious voice* “charles,
thank you bob frank i’ve been gassy all day.”
thank you bob frank you can probably pull that off
this question is for charles given that larry was not a cosmopolitan guy
where do you think that comes from?
surely he wrote him a letter and got one back
and that is a miracle
you can always shave closer to the skin
ALLEN GINSBERG NEAL CASSADY RARE FILM ! 1
i felt brave and coeval with feeling i had a stupid idea
someone must have talked to him and he revised it
revised it back to the early jones

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