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Help! Please ๐Ÿ˜ญ

  People want to personalise life It’s tedious this tit for tat gaze It’s not what’s going on A genocide of First Nations Peoples is Get out of High School As Troy sings “Be a Man!” Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2026.
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Healing: a work in progress ๐Ÿฅน

 ๐Ÿ––๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ™๐Ÿค๐ŸŽถ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ€✊๐Ÿพ❤️‍๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿคฎ๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ‘ฉ‍⚕️๐Ÿคก๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿข๐Ÿ‘ถ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™„❤️๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿข๐Ÿข๐Ÿข๐Ÿข๐Ÿข๐Ÿข๐Ÿข๐Ÿข๐Ÿข๐Ÿ™ Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2026.

On being a bloke ๐Ÿ‘

  List of things stolen from me in the last 2 months: my wallet & keys: twice once when outside my premises (returned) once from inside my apartment my music files several online purchases a sign left for a friend Interesting whether deliberate clue? my Intercom phone off the hook different occasions C’est la vie ๐Ÿ˜˜ Malachi James Doyle Carlton/Naarm

“Social Media”

No Social Media for homeless Australians. Just silence, invisibility & contempt. Not sure where our moral compass has gone. Neo Liberalism kills. Who’s gonna help? Talk is cheap. Impossible to think strategically when you have nowhere to lay your head at night. These people are as good as anyone else, maybe even better. The services just aren’t even there. We do not want our city to develop slums. When are we going to pressure our elected officials to provide public housing for abused people. Our Australian family members. A society is much much more than mere commerce. Everyone knows this. Enough codswallop! Do something Albo! Jacinta! Coalitian! Teals! Stop trippin about Polls! Show some, excuse the French, but Fukin LEADERSHIP! That’s your bloody job! Or more people will die, as if invisible. ๐Ÿ˜ญ The homeless are gettin younger & younger! You well know what happens to young people on the street! Oi! PS There already is more 3 times as many empty homes in Melbourne to house th...

Hypothermia & even codeine illegal!

  If this is a man… (respectfully Primo) How’s a man to get his payday money on a public holiday when he has no phone & the banks are closed? I know a man like that He’s taken harder knocks than I have He takes em every day He has to sleep out on the street all winter Mal

Wow! How?

  A running vision lassoes time & space becoming like Hem’s “Supernova that never quits” Like Kublai Khan Yak horns Lift above the eye On fermented milk Mongolian horsemen on the steppe Apocalypische Never! Slainte! molto benne! “Beautiful & good” I-yo! Echoes a fancy Supping deeply with foam bout the gills Shadows of light Shooting Stars Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2026.