Mel From Melbourne - Music & Words

  i feel mute tonight. just picture poems i talk like im burning fast dead words of a ghost like macbeth's soliloquy shabbos full moon midwinter lick prespring missing mikey bait my soul home ripped away blackness star eyed & corpse gapelisp sealed by needle & thread some evil spell binds me enslayyet cosy embalmed zombie dance on the densitisity mintmandarin suns & rings of saturn for the return of the undead what strange unwritten holiday will ai turn up for cult teenagers turned 55 when the night is singed & the bare trucks of black ganesha fail to be painted because all the indigosharpened carmilanegold nails have fallen from busy crones with fur perfekbodies beauty is beast & my teeth no longer long but fallen out to make necklaces for musk & besos gums jails when is the morn of her wedding she him do wed & promise forever & for once mean it honest i do darlin u ooo send me percy pumpaloaf Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2026.

  it's not his name, is it? he doesn't know it sometimes there are some times but when he needed it, he knew it does one need to speak? or does one just talk somehow meaning intimate meaning, the rest politicks yet it's not merely diagnosis, is it Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2026.

"cleanliness is next to godliness" we live in a situation where those who would help coz they're going through it, can't help & those who could help out of fear of contagion, won't help Publshed & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2026.

  i can't quite bring myself to sing we are the navy blues but the waltz song is kouta in a battle of competing interests & headfrickery on a grande stylio community -- the heart -- wins for me ill always be a bombers fan a man who changes his team seems shady to me & my childhood was a war against dad's black & white so tonight i might raise a glass to my beloved father who suffered so much & sought to make ammends it was wild but we had plenty of heart so ill take gutsy over cute anyday im my mother's son so ill never say the words but tonight ill allow myself to think: go the blues! heh heck i might even think we're pretty mighty 😘 just don't let em sell us out to the property developers profit sure but people matter more up the housos! the end Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2026.

  shopping at coles this constant ai surveillance "for our own safety" is the biggest load of crap ive ever heard mate, i care a lot more about me than u do! ur a fuckin recorded message & a camera for the slave drivers mal x

i  am a beast i didn't used to  be i am a beast i don't know what happened to me but earlier i kept it hid till i took the blows from walking on eggshells eggshell walking for 55 years breaks a mind so now i shapeshift weather depending i scare myself when it's stormy & i scare others with my words for i have shell shock im constantly on edge i fly into fight or flight at the drop on a hat i am not safe to talk with & i don't feel safe around anyone else it doesn't matter who's involved it always ends in tears but one good thing about me is my bark's far worse than my bite folks know deep down im a softie that's why they keep on hitting so the spirits give me a special power to keep the pricks at bay can we talk properly now? please!

  conciliate never assimilate the psyche is no business of the state