A collaborative haiku written on a dance floor, the middle three lines written by an unknown person who grabbed the paper and pen, adding his own stream... Thanks to Paul White for paper and pen and for the Earthdance crew for putting on a stonker of a night! driven to, empty drain pulse becoming me... feeling the revelt and always … Continue Reading ››
Via firstname.lastname@example.org and email@example.com: vaguely intriguing using algorithms to generate genre... in manila. it's monsoon season so they skies are heavy with rain.
Written in response to the foriegn affairs policies of the Keating government, in particular the manner in which human rights abuses were over-looked in Malaysia, Indonesia and East Timor (1993). --- Hey, Mr Malaysian Prime Minister I'm you're friendly Mr Australian Foreign Minister Man I got a pall of apologies I got a swag of oppurtunities I got economic rationalism … Continue Reading ››
Written in the Philippines for Black Harlequin (1992), a spoken word opera. Performed solo and with the Fierce Throat Choir. --- Die like a tourist Your mama said you would Crawl like hugo clockwork Draggin chains from Daisy's wood You got blistered nipples so colourSo tortured by the sun Mama's doin time While you load that special gun Feet been walkin charcoal Easter Island ruby … Continue Reading ››
Written for Black Harlequin, (1991) a spoken word opera. --- JSL JSL NON JSL JSL NON MEE JSL JSL NON MII JSL JSL JSL I love the way breeze pulls at your hair Unravels the tussles, leaving your fingers bare Fingers clutching out of extinction When all them bones shake off their graves I love the moon fixed in its stare Watched by … Continue Reading ››