Junior Police Friend

having an australian music festival in my living room. i am just amazed at the number of powerful beautiful voices singing out really interesting songs from this era.

The Wool Stores

breath

The Bird People In China

You are invited!

Saturday 14th May from 10am

Fair Trade morning tea, home made cakes and savouries (donations welcome.)

Live Music!

146 Aberdeen St - the Old Convent/Greenskills/Elders (was ITC)

New animation

A couple weekends ago I went to a great animation workshop with Nic, hosted by GSFI/SCOPE. It got me very excited - I do love a bit of animation anyhow, but using this new software (iStop) makes things so much easier. Yayness!

Here is my first attempt, at the workshop. Now I'm lookin for a cheap webcam to have a go at home. EEeeek!!

Junk

sitting in a dark bedroom with 3 junkies,

female.
brown paper bags filled with trash are
everywhere.
it is one-thirty in the afternoon.
they talk about madhouses,
hospitals.
they are waiting for a fix.
none of them work.
its relief and food stamps and
Medi-Cal.

men are usable objects
toward the fix.

it is one-thirty in the afternoon
and outside small plants grow.
their children are still in school.
the females smoke cigarettes
and suck listlessly on beer and
tequila
which I have purchased.

I sit with them
I wait on my fix
I am a poetry junkie.

they pulled Ezra through the streets
in a wooden cage
Blake was sure of God.
Villon was a mugger.
Lorca sucked cock.
T.S. Eliot worked a teller’s cage.

most poets are swans,
egrets.

I sit with 3 junkies
at one-thirty in the afternoon.

the smoke pisses upward.

I wait.

death is a nothing jumbo.

one of the females says that she likes
my yellow shirt.

I believe in a simple violence.

this is
some of it.

- Charles Bukowski