posted on March 23, 2012 at 11:48 pm

red echelon

unapproachable maw of time

dog end tatters of an age

improbability in the unlikelihood of uncertainty

a rainy jungled mess of a day

i am a wolf in a strange citified gangling wrangled place

i am a wolf despite my pinkish mansuit

pegged out i crawl mainstreet all rushing fluff and lippy droll

my instinct synched to sunken natures unnatural tides

wind rides the trees in threes i raw on all fours

famishing snow my hotel more den of iniquitous silence

my growling belly my howling telly my bubbled grapelli

my coat full of pine needle ice white frozen dragons blood

i smoke the bones of dry dreams i snort the dust of derision

i fondle the emptiest dolling mannikins

i know a sorcerous caster a damn fine woman

i mind shifted shafting her softest softness

oh great bliss can be had in this and no other

come delve into opportunity you gawking birds

all you buffoons observe my gorgeous protocol

now i sneak down corridoring halls past mauve walls

knock knock knock at the door of a lamb

my tick tock lock against her door jamb

i produce my ID as i press her paws

i leap up with a great flourish

(i discourage imitation and cat flattery)

they may slander me but gander me now

old and grizzly i maybe still motion blur i become

i ravenous cavernous carcass i swoop on the coop

hen again and again

bite right through light and dark

lamb damn i am looking  for who dealt a good ram

nevertheless a blessing for a mess like me

a catastrophe a hungering tragedy

my name is black thirteen

and i’ll be back

between

 

 

 

23 Responses to “black thirteen”

  1. Kraig
    Kraig | 24 March 2012 at 1:50 am #

    Black Thirteen…i really like that name, should use it for The Church’s next album!? Speaking of which, is there any plans on a release or you guys finished or what’s the scoop Bettie Boop?

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    ticktockclarice | 24 March 2012 at 2:17 am #

    “I smoke the bones of dry dreams, i snort the dust of derision”…i’m sorry, but it’s lines like these (and pretty much any of the first 14 lines of this blog) that make me truly thankful that i chose Steve Kilbey/The Church as the recipients of my adolescent (and onwards) adulation. I stand in complete, jaw-dropping awe as always of your command of the English language and can never reiterate enough how much impact you have had on my life for the better and just THANK YOU. And all your fans on this site are just so diverse and talented and interesting and awesome and if THAT isn’t some wicked validation of your art, i don’t know what is….i don’t know who i would rather be facing the unapproachable maw of time with than u guys………

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      Once | 25 March 2012 at 5:11 am #

      Best comment of all time! I concur whole-heartedly!

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        IncorrectPolitically{} | 25 March 2012 at 10:47 am #

        Yes-
        This is solid comment in a land of great company>>^

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    colette | 24 March 2012 at 6:43 am #

    promise

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    . | 24 March 2012 at 7:50 am #

    you elude all the trappers
    in the falling darkness of night
    you transform into what you wish…
    the darkest shadow or soft candlelight
    your blood is what they want
    but you’ll give them no such delight
    as they hunt round in circles
    until they give up the fight
    but one among them is so beautiful
    a most perfect and angelic sight
    maybe it’s you who’ll convince her
    to give up the chase and see eye to eye

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    Lara | 24 March 2012 at 10:02 am #

    http://www.abdn.ac.uk/bestiary/comment/16vwolf.hti

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 24 March 2012 at 11:05 am #

    Excellent…
    An elixir to ease my suffering and heal my wounds…
    Thank you my friend.

    AzAlwayz,
    Darrin JK

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    Chaotic Embrace*+* | 24 March 2012 at 1:35 pm #

    Waiting for disaster, the blackness in the deep of night
    Roaming the world to hear their cries , unable to hide
    2012 , will it bring the untimely end of all living things?
    The Four horsemen have started their ride , unseen in the darkening skies
    They are glaring down on all who breathe with smiles , on each face
    As they commence their plan for the end of this human race.

    What did you say? We all had a chance to live in peace !
    I am afraid my friends we are all in to deep
    Nothing to do when they just form lines of fools one after another
    Who predicted that it would end in this very way?
    We should have listened to what Christ had to say.

    Embrace *[~]*

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    colette | 24 March 2012 at 5:40 pm #

    Once upon a time was born a girl. Because of circumstances at first beyond her understanding, she could never work out if, as she grew, she was being idealised into oblivion or plain hated. To be always told, ‘you’re so beautiful, you’re so angelic’ began to feel as if she did not exist. They were really saying ‘You are not real, you are not one of us, you are not’. That was when she was not being told she was just weird or ugly. Poetry flowed to her like air. But the more she was praised, the more she self appraised and felt phased. She loved it and hated it. When she was older, she would hack hatefully at her acne. It made her feel more real. Strangely on the border of control.Oh sorry, you find this unappetising? But even she has been criticised for her art being too pretty. But that’s her therapy against what she knows to be shitty. So if by risking in life, she comes closer to death yet feels more alive, that is happier for her than dwelling on some endless deserted plain. A plain of plain living of mostly others taking not giving. Oh she’s said it before. You like to give me what you think I want. You don’t know or care what I really want. On that plain death will eventually condescend to end it all. How enthralling no appalling to live this way. So safe yet already dead like a walking abortion. So if others want her blood,she doesn’t have much left to give unless it can be tapped via some extraordinary talent. Oh that other worldliness which others projected to be spiritual loftiness was also a heady blend of intellect. But the dumbing down the dumbing down is doing her head in. That endless plain repeating refrain refrain. This is not intended to depress. She miraculously healed when she was told she was allowed to not only rewire but switch on the electricity. At her own intensity. Any relation to anyone living or dead is not intentional.

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      Once | 25 March 2012 at 5:13 am #

      Holy shit, Collette – that was awesome!

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    Linjo | 24 March 2012 at 7:41 pm #

    Maslows Hierachy of needs. A man and woman need someone to love and understand them. Put into the equation the needs and emotions of 3 girls omg Steve! I am just coping with one 10 year old girl and a son 22 who doesnt know how to project outside of the safe educational bubble. We put ourselves on the backburner a bit. Hang in there man. Glad to see you are still being Steve xxx

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      BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 24 March 2012 at 11:14 pm #

      Bless you Linjo for being a wonderful loving parent, and if that really doesn’t describe you.
      Well, congrats on not getting caught for all the chaos one set of parents and couple kids can cause.

      And for all you who do not have childrenx thanks for holding open a door, picking up a dropped toy and applauding us when you identify a good sleeper hold we just put the youngest one in to quiet he/ she down….the little bugger… and thanks for not calling the cops on us, I’m not really dressed for prison with theses flip-flops.

      Dazza

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    Once | 25 March 2012 at 5:21 am #

    An amazing read today…loving it intensely!

    I was going to be snarky and point out that 13 is actually red – for some reason, I thought it was, cuz 14 is my number and I thought 14 was black – thank God I looked it up to be sure before posting – lol! As if you’d actually be WRONG about anything? Not gonna happen!! I guess I’m red 14, who’d have thought?

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    andy | 25 March 2012 at 9:40 am #

    hey, steve it’s houdini’s birthday!
    guess you knew that anyhow.

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    colette | 25 March 2012 at 11:17 am #

    Fazed by phased. Should plain be planer? Too many interruptions trying to write, can’t get it right.

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    That Girl | 25 March 2012 at 6:55 pm #

    About to go to bed and listen to Earthed for the first time , I know ,who knew !. Will let you know how it goes. Thanks to you and Sam for the mailing . xoxo

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    hellbound heart | 25 March 2012 at 7:47 pm #

    loved your wanderings through uncharted territory…..inhabited by beings that illuminate, terrify, delight impart wisdom and senseless profanity…..
    keep charting the way for us to follow…..
    love always……

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    narelle parsons | 25 March 2012 at 11:30 pm #

    also need a extend a hugh thank you for cd PLUS painting…which at first…could not believe that you had actually chopped up what looked like a great piece of work…but happy to have those purple little ghosts sitting on my desk
    took a while to get thru the cd but it is also really good Steve…my brother also wrote a poem some time in the seventies about someone that a crowd ‘baited’…only remember three words of the poem he wrote…’jump, jump, jump’…aren’t humans just great!!!
    number 13…very significant but not so sure what the reference is in this case
    anyway…its late…and as Chris Hillman wrote (on Manassas)…it doesn’t matter anyway
    was a good show at Newtown tonight…and yes he did play the Byrds version of Mr Tambourine man

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    Linjo | 26 March 2012 at 6:51 pm #

    Thank you Darrin. I dont get too caught up in my kids lives. just let them do their thing and support and encourage. They know what they want x They are born to be what they are going to be with the support of parents. Steve’s girls will all be ok x


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