preteen rebellion

mom doesn't
understand you,
until you realise
she does
five years
later.

the humans strike again.

a dreamcatcher
on your
rear view mirror,
because
nobody
wants to have
nightmares
when they fall asleep
at the wheel.

practice round; project: unmoving objects.

my partner and i
had our first go
at decorating
some of our world.
it only gets
better
from here on
out.

the purpose of
project: unmoving objects
is to spread some colour and art
around our neighbourhoods
and beaches
that no one can take home.
it is for everyone to see
and enjoy.

we hope to
inspire
others
to also create disposable,
unmovable
art
for all to enjoy
and think about.

take away
some of the grey,
put a smile
on the face
of the bored.

this was our practice round,
to see what it is like
to work on imperfect
canvases.
it was great.

adhesive.

i once
helped out
a struggling
fly,
who had
more will
to live
than i,
but
was stuck
to death
and had
to die.

hierarchy kills opportunity.

today i made a friend.

this may have happened
sooner
if
they weren't all consumed
by the
unthinking
mind,
(it consumes
me too,
just not as
often).

so
my friend
was
refreshing
to meet.

with
neglected passions,
we were on our way
to becoming
comrades
in this game.

until,
that is,
her other friends
came back
to distract her
away
from me.

hierarchy.

under wraps.

i don't need your excuses;
i assume you're hungry,
and not a gluttonous
asshole, who eats
indifferently
just like
me.

find your audience, even if it's just you.

freeverse poetry
can be a bunch of
bullshit,
but if you say it's
poetry,
someone will
listen.

the projects have begun.

the blog is set up,
the rocks collected,
the stencils started,
and the ideas flowing.




stay tuned.