Mel From Melbourne - Music & Words

  (for Abrifor) energy - i'm a shapeshifter - i'm a translator - i'm a bridge - i'm off ma chops - a sic kunt from a long line of sic kunts xx i don't exist xx & God says: straight to Hell! o well this poem is dead dead in the water only u can resuscitate it

  Every day every day we chip away it's good, man as long as we remember Mother Earth & why we're doing it: Love for one another  for the next generation & future ones footholds on the cliff to let others climb out of this shit watch how high we climb Together ❤️

  most people 👍❤️☘️ we just keep forgetting to heal Mother Earth with our endless jibber jabber xx the birds have spoken

  AI art is an end The day begins Expression comes from infinity Too much today is inanimate T is undrinkable & taste comes by dance Which contains accident It is not pastiche It gives birth to triplets Each unique & sacred AI heats up the planet The planet is dying I have no faith that AI cares It is programmed by misanthropes Who regard Who do not feel people's gifts They number them in 1s & zeros Neither ellipsis nor flow are starts & stops Else we are filled with surface No depth I'd rather see an elephant's painting They cry They are not psychopathic They love Love is not self Which AI doesn't even have Just a piece of crap that does not biodegrade This poem was made in Carlton The pepper tree is flowering Coz it's Spring not Autumn

  too many of my peers talking of the past perhaps i too often fixate on the future but love in the past present future is warts & all

  chemist shut meds withdrawals full moon working through 48 hour manic anxiety attack a couple of goals a couple out on the full fear sleep dream in the morning pick myself up chemist open meds received calmer back to poetry still learning

  flaneurist moment skint vegemite broth for dinner & dry toasted muesli no milk left waiting for Pension Day alone in a room with Mozart 100,000s of years of human evolution to index finger only on an expensive tablet made of non renewable stolen minerals at the entrance to the NGV Fed Square art games for kids sponsored by an insurance company at NGV International a highend retailer of blood diamonds the major exhibition for the year all major art shows in Melbourne are pop art now dumbed down shorthand reductionist entertainment perhaps inevitable post God the saving grace the bark paintings sans descriptor a cathedral to trump St Pauls i floated the room lifts one's being off the floor beyond suspension of analysis another stranger concurred hence we should discuss what we are looking at with fellows local as a Democracy best requires yet so many voyeurs seemingly apathetic & passive strange life

  Orpheus' song will not vanish xx O Eurydice forgive the furies who turn my neck in seeking evidence you are no apparition  O a poet's love malady xx madness

  right man left woman genocide the peabodys en vacances

  genocide -- some conceptual language to dizzy abstraction nausea mind body split malakey abuses of power particular institutional intergenerational cock block peacocks peahens banks dunuding the planet clothing its people amoralism entertainment poetry

  2 i miss the country any photos of flowers? the city's ok. but too many reflective surfaces for sound & light to bounce around in regardless the florist is kind. a good egg

  hello we've both  shed some skin reborn baby snakes

  the snake knows the two antagonists goes the 3rd way alone sometimes lovers as a little kid overheard outside the window "a circle has no end" xx 

  naarm september 2026 pc screws emboldening the Right no trigger warnings in life vacant lot neck tatted hipsters laying down sorry u can't smoke here rules women shackled in childbirth millennia wattle blooms

  we're becoming desensitized to evil shackling mothers in childbirth in Australia giving birth in chains people care more about dogs than people i love dogs a lot Poem? robots & drones have become normalized smash a machine else the banality of evil the betrayal of mother earth & her peoples can any good be done in English? what is art? art is not entertainment pop culture is shit i eat shit what do you want for dinner? trigger warnings are evil the nouveau riche stand for nothing fuck the innocent act innocence is not guilty the chattering classes are guilty lazy they cannot write poetry they are bad essayists you mean person not human if you don't feel love for others without gain you can't be a poet self worship needs a bitch slap i like butter it melts in my mouth suck a dick you're not a victim ur a bully an ignorant greedy spoilt brat i know love sacrifice i don't exist slam is not poetry it's not rap it's mental vomit lazy turd pour me a beer...