Gallery Piece

I wanna be your love,
I wanna make you cry,
and sweep you off your feet.

I wanna hurt your pride,
I wanna slap your face,
I wanna paint your nails.

I wanna make you scream,
I wanna braid your hair,
I wanna kiss your friends.

I wanna make you laugh,
I wanna dress the same,
I wanna defend you.

I wanna squeeze your thighs,
I wanna kiss your eyelids,
and corrupt your dreams.

I wanna crash your car,
I wanna scratch your cheeks,
I wanna make you sick.

I wanna sell you out,
want to expose your flaws.
I wanna steal your things.

I wanna show you off,
I wanna tell you lies,
I wanna write you books.

I wanna turn you on,
I wanna make you come
two-hundred times a day.

I wanna dry your tears,
every time you’re sad,
I wanna be your ‘what’s happening’.
I wanna be your only friend.

I only go all the way.

This time I’m not pretending I can’t take the trash
Your trashy friends are spreading about us.
They got like fifty personalities- Oh girl, that’s so messed up.
You see that sculpture on the hill, that’s where she queered me out.

Forever.
They’re monitoring my self conscious massacres, I know
Bringing it closer to the surface so it’s easily pervertable.

I want to be a beast,
I want to make you proud,
and play with your head.

I want to take you out,
make you feel adored,
and buy you everything.

I want to hurt you bad,
make you paranoid,
and say the sweetest things.

I want to help you grow,
and for eternity
I want to be your ‘what’s happening’

So what’s happening?

Fund It! Part III

Thanks John!

Fund It! Part II

Fund It!

The Hounds

Tonight the streets are red,
the lights are blue and blinding.
No sign of the Good Doctor,
but the siren’s wail and whining
Tell us he’ll be found.

I can almost hear the hounds…

What kind of man builds a machine to kill a girl?
No he did not use his hands.
Like a smart man, he used a tool.
But just the same,
How can you question who’s to blame?

“What was her name!?”

It doesn’t matter. Now listen…
The Good Doctor has to pay!

When I say he was a monster,
when I set fire to his name,
It does not matter where you hear it from,
whether truth or lies,
It gets said all the same.

Whatever’s on the table plays!

There is a flame I have been fanning.
There is a fire waiting to catch.
There is a hell that has been building
from the moment we first met.

If there ever was a time,
If there ever was a chance,
To undo the things I’ve done
and wash these bloodstains from my hands,

It has passed and been forgotten.
These are the paths that we must take.
Cause you and I, Tom, we are men
And we can bend and we can break.

If you think that you can run,
If you think that you can stand,
Well you forget who turned this city on.
You forget who plugged this city in!

They’ll not switch it off again.

One by one they’re tuning in.

Things I Have Nightmares About #1

As a graphic artist, I find this pretty horrifying, and I have to work with it on a daily basis.

I miss you, red.

To the Underdog

Happy 10th Birthday, Sega Dreamcast.

You may be gone, but you are not forgotten.

The Great Misdirect

But the fire… continues to rise,
And it shows but a hint of the fear in our eyes.

Thursday was the birthday of two of my oldest friends- John and Rhys. Birthday shout-outs to them. Thursday started the same as they usually do- Jess, John, Rhys and myself met up in town for coffee and catch-ups in the morning, then around noon we all headed off to our academic obligations at TAFE, school and uni. After all that was done Jess, John, Amelia, Zander and I headed off on an adventure to Henley Beach for dinner and drinking in celebration of the most insignificant of birthdays- a 19th. One surprisingly decent meal later, we headed out into the cold with one aim in mind- get drunk. This never happened. Due to being picked up earlier than intended, we didn’t get drunk like we planned, but we had fun anyway. Then Jess and I went back to her place for more fun- watching the greatest film of our time: Back to the Future. It was a great night.

Those of you who know me will remember that probably my favourite album ever is Colours by Between the Buried and Me. This week, I discovered the name of their next album to be released in October, titled The Great Misdirect. Nothing more has been released regarding it apart from a few videos of the band faffing around in the studio, and this awesome teaser track.

‘Nuff said!

In Exile

I am an exile – a sojourner;
A citizen of some other place.
All I’ve seen is just a glimmer in a shadowy mirror,
But I know one day I’ll see face to face.

I am a nomad – a wanderer;
I have nowhere to lay my head down.
There’s no point in putting roots too deep when I’m moving on.
I’m not settling for this unsettling town.

My heart is filled with songs of forever-
Of a city that endures, where all is made new.
I know I don’t belong here; I’ll never
Call this place my home, I’m just passing through.

I am a pilgrim – a voyager;
I won’t rest until my lips touch the shore -
Of the land that I’ve been longing for as long as I’ve lived,
Where there’ll be no pain or tears anymore.

My heart is filled with songs of forever -
Of a city that endures, where all is made new.
I know I don’t belong here; I’ll never
Call this place my home, I’m just passing through.

Not As Planned Yet Better Than Expected

"IT BEGINS!"

It’s odd how things turn out sometimes. Life is a funny thing- a spur of the moment thing can change quite a lot. Acting on instinct on Friday changed something for me, but I won’t go into that. Suffice to say, I’ve been wearing this big smile on my face since then. Something I haven’t worn in a long time. I won’t go into what it was though- don’t you love hearing that? You do. Shut your mouth.

Work! Work work work. That’s what I do. I work. I sometimes wish I didn’t, but then again I got paid today. So that’s good, it’s more money for me to piss away on food and games that I won’t have time to play. This has become a problem. I’ve found myself buying DVDs and games and then not watching/playing them because there simply aren’t enough hours in the day. It’s a shame, and it’s a waste of money as well. I feel think I’m buying the mere idea of free time. For instance I bought Metal Gear Solid 2: Substance a few weeks ago, and when I did I was thinking “Oh cool, finishing this again will be awesome. I’m sure I’ll find the required 10 hours sometime during the next week to do so!”

I haven’t removed it from the cling-wrap yet. Nor have I done so for Flight of the Conchords Season 2. This is no good. Hopefully I’ll be able to cut down on these kinds of purchases in the future.

You know what else is shit? My Xbox 360 has died. Last week I was downloading a fun-looking game on it called ‘Splosion Man during a thunderstorm. Not a smart move. With a loud cracking sound that reverberated throughout the house, the Xbox died completely, never to turn back on. Alas it must now be sent off to Microsoft for some (probably very costly) repairs. Goodnight, sweet prince.

I guess the lesson here is never play your Xbox during an electrical storm. It’s a bad idea.

Play Chrono Trigger instead. Everyone knows playing it during a thunderstorm lets you travel through time.