Submissions by Dr_Neon

I-I am ranting, I am ravage,
I maim the sewing machine,
Shame the urinal,
Cause fire in the Louvre,
Pressure the washing machine,
I make national flags out of corrugated iron,
Play the piano with my arse,
Punch dogs,
Troll snails,
Drive without a seatbelt,
Caress the empty blackness of no one there,
I pretend rivers care,
Pontificate on metaphor,
Believe that reading is a form of inclusion,
I ignore failure,
Imagine that envelopes are capable of emotional containment,
I fantasise life,
Parent with desperation,
Am corroded...

New York City takes hold of memory        
Steals souls for felony                                    
Shoots up on borrowed time                                          
Mainlines kick ass                                            
and the side dish grime                    

Pimps step to the streetlight jibe
Moonwalk grease and the backhand bribe
For forensic sex investigation
Hooker lockdown
Washington Street Station

Tyre rubber scars and screw you,
Devil heats fires and out flew
Vinnie’s pizzas in the half-light
Baseball...

We have shared that honey, lemon, chamomile scent,
bonded over the uprise, rise and swell,
we have, together,
let odours trigger pleasures in the mind,
or was it the heart?
does the rose that lovers share go straight to the first organ,
the origin of our selves,
and trigger a rush of joy,
a call that is beyond mind,
a call that says,
be together,
share deeply,
laugh with your body,
cry with your soul,
drop veils,
teach and tease,
ravish and glow,
burn,
for love is eternal and every moment is forever,
...