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Electric Parrot

This electric parrot dazzles eclectically on my passion-peak. / Warbling incessantly between faith and philosophy, / flapping opalescent wi…

Beware the ice that moves.

Soul-stained people rise from the dark tunnels, / pulling trains apart with their molars. / They grind their gums against the rotten wheel…
Majestic.  by RVRFNX Dustbowl Dinner. by RVRFNX A Clucking Nightmare for the Mahogany One.  by RVRFNX The burrowing Phoenix.  by RVRFNX Kookaburra.  by RVRFNX I would break bread if I could manage to lift my head and thaw out my frozen Jesus.  by RVRFNX

Heroin

As I drag my heroin filled feet across the French-laced gravel / the different drugs and the bones and the pieces of millennium-old stone s…
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The DeLorean Conspiracy

We cannot undo time.

Rain Man.

Deer antlers rattle to a fever-pitch crescendo / like the prison bars in a debauched asylum / or the teeth of a bleeding child. / Felled li…

Thieving sounds: The Great Violectrics.

Man every door closes upon the soul-body / and before everybody / I RENOUNCE the sins I feel within – but doors still close –…

O Rodeo Clown

cold grass on your lips / o rodeo clown / fire bird opals eating plump flowers / rum laced fibers drowning your gruff hairs / o rodeo clown…

Letter from a Freak

…each heartbeat pulsates through this cigarette in my lips. / I am the council. / And isn’t it weird when you lay your head dow…

The Sydney Notes: Saga of a Desperate Southern Ge…

I read the words found in the eyes of social miscreants, alcoholics, dopefiends and broken people – the story I have written is a fre…

The Beginning of the End.

Final night is dawning, / and high upon a golden horse rides heaven’s Hope. / A man challenged by all humanity, / yet brimming with v…

Bert.

Smoking is a very interesting thing. / At times it can be beautiful, at times it can be repugnant. / I never knew what Bert’s true …

Lazarus.

Wounded before leaving the womb, / surrounded in sects of notoriety, / gleefully pitching their forks into your body, / as bones are roaste…

Summer.

Summer: Heat and the sound of flowers melting into sublime pheromones, / delequescing the hearts frozen below winter’s icy throne. /…

New Berlin

New Berlin rises out of the ethereal mist, / like a giant with a satisfied grin, / bearing down upon those who held within / the truth of o…

Short Saga of an Almost Lost Journey: A desperate…

In very distant lands untouched by modern bullshit – a tribe of beautiful and intelligent people re-create the utopia of days gone by…

Darling (please stop dragging my almost defeated …

And you’re in denial / demanding me to cross the Nile. / When you wouldn’t even return, / to share the room in which I yearn…
Duality. by RVRFNX

Treachery Ethnic.

Day I. / I arrived yesterday and so today is my first day waking up here. And what a way to wake up it was. Far from the ideas and thoughts…

When it Rains.

“Dad, how are raindrops made?” Was the question. / Above the birds, the trees, the clouds, the atmosphere, our world, and the u…

Diamond Eyes.

Diamond eyes in the night, / this veiled sight of smoke and mirrors, / this apartheid domination of people running the fucking rat race / l…

Hope.

Pace yourself on me, tiny little hipster in angel faced boots that glint like audi automobiles in the startling sunshine, / your bring to …

Scribbling Desires Pt. 2

Slowly I waited for you, / cruising through life a little bruised, / ruefully I lost myself in your life. / Insight into my own drew strife…

The Thoughts.

And it’s happening again. It’s the here and the now and the future all at once. It’s the disgust and the apprehensive mom…

Inside of Insanity Lies Sanity.

The only pied piper who lived / was the one who told no tales / and spoke only to those who wouldn’t listen. / He’s the crazy o…

The Dark Enchanterie.

…and what have I learnt? / I’ll try to maintain focus here… It’s not easy, I miss you so much… and these mosquitoes (that hover…
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The Diabolical Doubt.

I am just another hog on this ill-content highway. / Screaming for space and reaming for fucking fame. / Give it to me! / Give it to me! …

Devour.

Bark along your solitary fence. / Scare away the neighbours. / Dig down deeper at the dents / which seem to hold a favourable flavour / of…

The Birth of a New Day.

Like raindrops reverberating around a room, / eager energy perforates any mind. / Embellished by cheerfully kind emotions, / yet yielding …

Yawning into the Night.

Cedars pulsated feebly, / wallowing into soppy goo / whilst the rest of this weakened world / burned, chilled, boiled and melted / in so…

An Ode to Poe.

The family is sleeping, so I creep through the house – quickly flicking on a switch to turn the tap on and wash my hands. Off it goes…

You.

I see eternal temporality. / I’d like to intertwine a line every so often with a nice metaphor. Like the rose buds and the thorns; th…

Simple Psalms on Dirty Cardboard.

Dirty cardboard. / Wet in the midnight rain / yet set in the down right pain. / The sufferance. / The grace. / The Arabic nuance. / ItR…

Eternal Eyes.

My eyes open up to my soul / and within my eternity / are realms of dreaming / and castles of thought…

In White Rooms.

Deep, dirty tunes. / Acolytes dancing in fire light. / Sun fed, muse moons. / Enrich our world, reflected bright. / Steal time; stand stil…

Abortion Day.

Like a thief, I quickly glance at the steel chrysanthums outside my window. / Guiltily I reach back inside my chassis and pull myself back …
Everything.  by RVRFNX

Nothing.

I’ve always been told I’m the kid who’s done nothing. / Yet nobody apart from myself has ever grasped that this descripti…

Pauper Poetics.

So I’m not very good at making sense, / and people tell me, hark listen! Hence, / I’m going to go off the pretense, / that yo…

A chant for suburbia.

Eternal, infant vision. / The bitter ant scent / washed in via the wafting sugar storm. / A waiting collision between norms. / It’s…

A gospel for suburbia.

Eternal, infant vision. / It’s mid-nineteen-nineties Australia and I’m a small child, / playing on the lambs-wool carpet. / It…

Doomed or Divine.

A divine hand, divine dust. / Hot, molten lands. / Deep mossy caverns. / The shrieks and howls. / The caveman’s call. / Soon cha…

Deep Space

Peering viciously into the soul of God we don’t want to understand. / Our technology, bells and whistles, are not up to the standard,…

Tunnel Vision.

It’s too late. / In a dirty, dirty time / when fear reigns and diapers hang on empty clothes lines / whilst creepy swing-sets fall …

A night out or a night in? (It’s hard to se…

“Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world.” ~William…

Running up that hill.

Running from the devil. / Seeing woodland sprites burnt up in dark desires, corrupted from the inside out they exploded like a morning star…

Push me.

Push me. / Push me. / Push me. / I’ll take the fall. / Harder, faster, / try to drop me. / The harder I fall, / the higher I fly. / …

My eyes.

I want to make you feel nasty. Down right down and out and dawn light will drown the scars out. Boy scout medical paranoia will take your t…
Questions. by RVRFNX

FNX

Don’t downplay the distaste aimed at the state, / even though these suits know your number plate / and before you park your car in …

The Island.

We are all fans. Building and building and building up our idols but in doing so we are forgetting about our own foundations. Loneliness is…

Who am I?

My father was well known for being the best shoe-shiner in all of Northern New South Wales. On the weekends he would borrow the Epic novels…

Between sheets.

Steamy stained sheets, the two of us between these sheets, causing heat, like we’re mechanized or made to meet like this. Nobody is m…

Growing Enmity.

Gory, gaudy stains infiltrate the weavings of my jeans. Green acid burns my skin, seering through the layers that hide my fragile organs. O…

She sells sea shells…

Destroy the debonair! / Please, no more confusing fanfare, this fanfiction. / I need a non-derelict prescription / to cure me of this pr…

Three bodies left to bury.

Three bodies left to bury. / Two of them followed by fury. / One is left, draped heavily in a gown of guilt/ / For he is the one true witne…

At this hour.

I hear the turnings of the world at this hour. / When nought but a mouse does move in my room. / When on the other side of the planet emoti…

Nature.

Nature knows. / Nature knows. / Nature knows.
Granny Smith. by RVRFNX

S.

The soft slow sullen breeze seductively sanctifies the sleeping snorers. / Surreptitiously secreting sounds as surrogate suburbs of solemn …

The Party.

Here I am, wasting my time explicating / the sort of freight that flies through the atmosphere so light. / I am only here to quell the fire…

Falling to Fly.

I thought I was falling, falling, falling… / Until I realised I was flying, flying, flying.

The Meltdown.

Mundane tasks provide many rational reasons as to why we should abstain from such mindlessness.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star.

The alcoholic wife. / A dark mass in the corner / raising her blood of christ / and cowering in her aimlessness. / She relentlessly murmur…

Nightlife

Oh my poor wife - / Oh my sodden strife. / The hood of the car repels the cold rain. / Wallabies and owls patrol these deserted lanes, / a…
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