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lovely november day

on rare day off i have a early swim with george where the water is effervescent its good to be alive we have breakfast and then i pretty much do nothing till some professor arrives to interview me for 2 hours re my “bohemianism” i am apparently a modern version of the australian bohemian altho being english doesnt seem to matter really a bohemian made slightly good and flirting with the mainstream according to herr professor it was a great interview and i had a good laugh at myself and my pretensions oh ha ha ha yes that was good am i a bohemian or just a lazy old git …its a fine line well im leaving on an aeroplane again tomorrow FFS! done enough flying for while but no back in seat 15 fucking g i go i’ll have aisle please dont wanna sit next to any fatties babies smellies or grotty little swine yes i’ll have a glass of fucking water and the vegetarian option but lo a horrible fellow next to me is tucking into the pulled off pork well you become what you eat and he is already undergoing the transformation… ive seen all the fucking movies and i am the reigning world virgin champ at rock trivia theyve got starfish in the record selection hoping no one sees me listening to my own record after about one minute i drift off and dont listen to any of it baby it goes in one ear and out the other one of the hosties is quite attractive in her uniform and like your humble scribe is no spring chicken oh i get my gin and tonic for free and she gives me a smile this is on the house mr kilbey well alright thats better i guess boy […]

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shot silk

shot silk

on rare day off

i have a early swim with george where the water is effervescent

its good to be alive

we have breakfast and then i pretty much do nothing

till some professor arrives to interview me for 2 hours

re my “bohemianism”

i am apparently a modern version of the australian bohemian

altho being english doesnt seem to matter really

a bohemian made slightly good and flirting with the mainstream

according to herr professor

it was a great interview and i had a good laugh at myself and my pretensions

oh ha ha ha

yes that was good

am i a bohemian or just a lazy old git …its a fine line

well im leaving on an aeroplane again tomorrow

FFS!

done enough flying for while but no back in seat 15 fucking g i go

i’ll have aisle please

dont wanna sit next to any fatties babies smellies or grotty little swine

yes i’ll have a glass of fucking water

and the vegetarian option

but lo a horrible fellow next to me is tucking into the pulled off pork

well you become what you eat and he is already undergoing the transformation…

ive seen all the fucking movies and i am the reigning world virgin champ at rock trivia

theyve got starfish in the record selection

hoping no one sees me listening to my own record

after about one minute i drift off and dont listen to any of it

baby it goes in one ear and out the other

one of the hosties is quite attractive in her uniform

and like your humble scribe is no spring chicken

oh i get my gin and tonic for free and she gives me a smile

this is on the house mr kilbey

well alright thats better i guess

boy the gin and tonic slides down fast

and i get up for a wee wee squeezing past the hostie who smiles again

in side the toilet there  am in the mirror frowning at myself

at that moment the plane hits the turbulence and i find it impossible to have a wee

as if someone was waiting for that to happen

we are one hour into the flight and im restless as all harry

i take out my lappy and listen to whatever i can find on there

life continues to be strange

something i thought i’d lost returns to me in negative only better

a new version of an old idea

then theres bowie in perth

and hanging out with Adalita is there anyone sweeter?

tim rogers too he’s a funny sod

the camaraderie of the troupe

the violins and the bassoons

singing those marvellous perfect songs

bowie told me in a dream i have his blessing

anyway i do my best

a cog in the mechanism

saturday night will be gig i have accepted a private do

someone especially requested me

i hope they like my performance

oh itll be ok probably a real pleasure you never know

how these things may go

then im having a bit of rest

not too much on a sporadic gig here and there

yeah

 

 

anhedonia starts here

the elusiveness of pleasure you chase it till you overshoot it eventually nothing will do the trick not even your little precious’s predictable inevitable and futile i cannot look on any longer i’m over it youre free in free fall      

fleurs du mal

fleurs du mal

the elusiveness of pleasure

you chase it till you overshoot it

eventually nothing will do the trick

not even your little precious’s

predictable inevitable and futile

i cannot look on any longer

i’m over it

youre free

in free fall

 

 

 

submerged

the despairing worm which writhes under golden light between the withered blade and the tombstone thistles where i lay me down the inky night of a dark star to guide me the shape of a pale rider beside me the stupid hope you’ll be home soon here inside me i grope towards the dangling truth but its so flexible imperceptibly bent i believe i will leave when i leave then surely i will believe i believe i can leave and leave it all behind diamond lined mind of many faces replaces a dwarf for slim chance i dance in the margins where the ichor oozes and hardens in gardens of the blind surely you wander now fonder however as you are of ham rather than what i am yonder is bonding my wand to the distance in this instance at least and all my insistence i need no assistance      

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one eyed cat 13

one eyed cat 13

the despairing worm which writhes under golden light

between the withered blade and the tombstone thistles where i lay me down

the inky night of a dark star to guide me

the shape of a pale rider beside me

the stupid hope you’ll be home soon here inside me

i grope towards the dangling truth but its so flexible

imperceptibly bent

i believe i will leave

when i leave then surely i will believe

i believe i can leave and leave it all behind

diamond lined mind of many faces

replaces a dwarf for slim chance

i dance in the margins

where the ichor oozes and hardens

in gardens of the blind surely you wander now

fonder however as you are of ham rather than what i am

yonder is bonding my wand to the distance

in this instance

at least

and all my insistence

i need no assistance

 

 

 

a perfect foil

if youre reading this then i must be sorry if you happen to cast a glance upon these words you know me and you know me well and the new you knew me once too back before the glaciers slid into your lives before the mammoth sailed across your plains before the wind starred in your garden of unearthly delights before that strange sweet thing which eats you all alive had manifested last winter and even before when i wandered and even before that when all is one then then then just then just then        

the futurarctica

the futurarctica

if youre reading this then i must be sorry

if you happen to cast a glance upon these words

you know me and you know me well

and the new you knew me once too

back before the glaciers slid into your lives

before the mammoth sailed across your plains

before the wind starred in your garden of unearthly delights

before that strange sweet thing which eats you all alive had manifested last winter

and even before when i wandered

and even before that when all is one

then then then

just then

just then

 

 

 

 

a fork in the road better than a knife in back

at last me and kathy came to the edge of the great forest where we had wandered lost for years and lo there were two paths that stretched off on either side which one would dad have taken..? wondered kathy aloud and then you got to choose..! she said to me almost angry as i stood there hesitating as i stood there gazing from my left to my right at the 2 paths that led off into the haze of some fine distance well..? demands some other voice in another room the audience all tune in to see what me and kathy will do as we stand there at a standstill as i dither and fumble and time rushes by as the birds fly in low and make mechanical noises as a fox stops to gaze at us as a reindeer grazes on the verdant lawn come on steven she says to me and reaches for my hand pulling me towards her and the left hand path no i say weakly but she is too strong the fox shakes its head the birds caw and screech the reindeer regards us with its sad dark eyes we walk down that path and a cold fog of night comes down we walk that path losing each other in its darknesses i walk along on my own thru the dreary and sad night Kathy..?  i call but there is no one there to hear my voice muffled as it is in fog Kathy..? i think but there is no one anywhere who can hear my thoughts and so i walk on and on for one thousand years faltering step on faltering step marking out a circle in which i meander life upon life upon life until i am small and nothing left of me except the last […]

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same old shot

same old shot

at last me and kathy came to the edge of the great forest where we had wandered lost for years

and lo there were two paths that stretched off on either side

which one would dad have taken..? wondered kathy aloud

and then

you got to choose..! she said to me almost angry as i stood there hesitating

as i stood there gazing from my left to my right

at the 2 paths that led off into the haze of some fine distance

well..? demands some other voice in another room

the audience all tune in to see what me and kathy will do

as we stand there at a standstill

as i dither and fumble and time rushes by

as the birds fly in low and make mechanical noises

as a fox stops to gaze at us

as a reindeer grazes on the verdant lawn

come on steven she says to me and reaches for my hand

pulling me towards her and the left hand path

no i say weakly but she is too strong

the fox shakes its head

the birds caw and screech

the reindeer regards us with its sad dark eyes

we walk down that path and a cold fog of night comes down

we walk that path losing each other in its darknesses

i walk along on my own thru the dreary and sad night

Kathy..?  i call but there is no one there to hear my voice muffled as it is in fog

Kathy..? i think but there is no one anywhere who can hear my thoughts

and so i walk on and on for one thousand years

faltering step on faltering step

marking out a circle in which i meander life upon life upon life

until i am small and nothing left of me

except the last Kathy..?

which is uttered and then hanging in the silence

a tiny little sound

like the memory of a bell faraway in childhood.

 

 

 

 

soulscraper

yeah look at me kids im a singer in shiny pants and a big ole mike suddenly the moment is over i cant really sing very well but the people clap anyway thats politeness for you i am across the social media like margarine spread on a cracker i must seem to be everywhere but i’m in my rented room in coogee on my own i impatiently wait for sleep to arrive altho its not even 10 oclock i dont feel sorry for myself because all the bad stuff was my own doing my own undoing i should say i had it all and i lost it all and then i had more and i lost more when its gone its gone and its gone the music biz conspires not to pay me what should be coming to me but i hardly care anymore large sums of money are mentioned but it trickles down slow and arduous theres always an excuse my tongue isnt forked its a cat o nine tails my eyes glazed over i follow only the action i’m interested in i cant hear whatever you say i dont feel whatever it is the happiness drops are yet to hit my system i am expected to believe stupendous fairytails and i sit there barely protesting i go have a massage i go have acupuncture as quick as they put it back together it falls apart again i did and said every wrong thing as i always do inexplicable things occur anxiety pursues me taking up possession in my mind and the voices all pipe up nowhere seems a good place to be wherever i am i am in the way people push around me to get to wherever it is they are going i derail all the trains […]

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big shot

big shot

yeah look at me kids

im a singer in shiny pants and a big ole mike

suddenly the moment is over

i cant really sing very well but the people clap anyway

thats politeness for you

i am across the social media like margarine spread on a cracker

i must seem to be everywhere but i’m in my rented room in coogee on my own

i impatiently wait for sleep to arrive altho its not even 10 oclock

i dont feel sorry for myself because all the bad stuff was my own doing

my own undoing i should say

i had it all and i lost it all and then i had more and i lost more

when its gone its gone and its gone

the music biz conspires not to pay me what should be coming to me but i hardly care anymore

large sums of money are mentioned but it trickles down slow and arduous

theres always an excuse

my tongue isnt forked its a cat o nine tails

my eyes glazed over i follow only the action i’m interested in

i cant hear whatever you say i dont feel whatever it is

the happiness drops are yet to hit my system

i am expected to believe stupendous fairytails and i sit there barely protesting

i go have a massage i go have acupuncture

as quick as they put it back together it falls apart again

i did and said every wrong thing as i always do

inexplicable things occur

anxiety pursues me

taking up possession in my mind and the voices all pipe up

nowhere seems a good place to be

wherever i am i am in the way

people push around me to get to wherever it is they are going

i derail all the trains that holding precious cargo runaway into evening

i am an anomaly a king without a thing

except an axe to grind

and some blues to sing

life is so bizarre and random

i mean there is a god but i have drifted away into shadow

shadow of nescience

of untruth

i struggle with the darkness sent to get me

why does it want me…?

i couldnt even say

my brilliant mind all amped up the synapses fire non stop

i am not allowed to say i am speechless

the mirror looks tired and gaunt slightly haunted

the horizon stretches out across the barren page where i have written nothing

the rain comes in through the heat where its stifling and dark

my ribcage holds a photocopy of a heart

i was in the moment but the moment is gone

i start to feel sleepy that is at least a good thing

tomorrow i jump on a bus for another gig

some country town i hear i never been before

i will arrive decorated in my shambles

my fiascos will be nicely on display

still the mouth open there comes that voice i mean its ok

blah blah blah the singers sing

what the fuck does that all mean why a big delightful nothing

the drums boom boom crash whack thud

the lights turn blood red

the characters in my life are all in my song

in my one song i sing out man i was strung out in a dream

running around trying to call somebody

i was unaware that i lay in a bed and was dreaming

in the next room i hear myself arguing with someone

my voice getting louder and angrier

my voice and the other voice over the top of each other

no one is listening but me now sitting here typing this up

round and round the argument goes ending back at the start before launching forth again

tears and sneers and cheerless jeering

i cant hear much anyway my ears ring so bad now

i cant even hear myself going on from weeks ago

the window rattles in its pane

some guys are having a drink and a laugh next door

i am detached now

my mind begins to switch off

sundays are the worst day

its friday night

in someones head i will paint the town red

my dreams will be more of the same

some struggle i can never name

wow its 10 22 now thats really past my bedtime

seeing tomorrow i will sing somewhere else

and someone else will hear the song

dont wait up

and i will be right along

 

 

 

 

 

 

when we are not we

when we are not we the sky ripped open sound of great wings is audible in silent prayer the air around me thickens the blood in my mind quickening so slowly my moon dissolve in the puddle when you are not you are not you you alone without all the other stuff no props no filters no lens no more shocks i am not i am not i am not myself me alone as the droned tones of our song linger no longer a singer now im just another croaker and everyone will be glad when its over yes everyone will be glad for the bother i am not you and never should have been i should have listened i should have seen i should have read between all the lines i should have never vented all my furious spleen all the clowns and little pigs why do they appeareth so big..?        

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in silent prayer

in silent prayer

when we are not we

the sky ripped open

sound of great wings is audible

in silent prayer the air around me thickens

the blood in my mind quickening so slowly

my moon dissolve in the puddle

when you are not you are not you

you alone without all the other stuff

no props no filters no lens no more shocks

i am not i am not i am not myself

me alone as the droned tones of our song linger

no longer a singer now im just another croaker

and everyone will be glad when its over

yes everyone will be glad for the bother

i am not you and never should have been

i should have listened i should have seen

i should have read between all the lines

i should have never vented all my furious spleen

all the clowns and little pigs

why do they appeareth so big..?

 

 

 

 

bright carvers

harridan of mercindols i sing for my supper and i sometimes must starve i am everything i never wanted to be i merge with the rain in sunlight all my years on my face the people i meet with all shaking my hands in sleep i am in torment in alertness i am falling asleep longing for moments in the past to return null future void on the songs i sang all rang on in my ears  

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cloakful of eagles

cloakful of eagles

harridan of mercindols

i sing for my supper and i sometimes must starve

i am everything i never wanted to be

i merge with the rain

in sunlight all my years on my face

the people i meet with all shaking my hands

in sleep i am in torment

in alertness i am falling asleep

longing for moments in the past to return

null future void on

the songs i sang

all rang on in my ears

 

stoned rave from perth hotel room

i killer of the mundane the slayer of ennui the kingly man with a lions heart on his sleeve steve i who live on nectars and ether visitor from another planet with strangely powerless yeah i fucking entertain em for my living i jumped up in fremantle last night me n my little band damn we were good i know jesus looked down and smiled once or twice playing a bunch of my new songs too oh gee they all really  sounded good at least i thought so had a few stiff gins too and some excellent musicians cigarettes fell into the zone and we stayed there full marks to guys in my band shaun shaun and adrian in one  afternoon we chucked it all together great venue too altho i already forgot the name was it the blinco club or something? going on radio today and indigenous singer Gina Williams is going to come on and sing under the milky  way in her own language Noongar . there are less than 400 living speakers i sing second verse because Gina got stuck translating the word “curtains” because they had no curtains and no word for them so she has a lovely powerful voice too imagine my song sung in this ancient and rare tongue well thats gotta be good…right? corporate solo show for some lawyers tonite for some good $ wonder if i can snag a free attorney? but the law is an ass…! then back east to rehearse for smiths tribute gig which is sold out almost a thousand people now cramming in my room for show i am this charming man bidding fonda dew

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why dontcha smile?

why dontcha smile?

i killer of the mundane

the slayer of ennui

the kingly man with a lions heart on his sleeve steve

i who live on nectars and ether

visitor from another planet with strangely powerless

yeah i fucking entertain em for my living

i jumped up in fremantle last night

me n my little band damn we were good

i know jesus looked down and smiled once or twice

playing a bunch of my new songs too

oh gee they all really  sounded good at least i thought so

had a few stiff gins too and some excellent musicians cigarettes

fell into the zone and we stayed there

full marks to guys in my band shaun shaun and adrian

in one  afternoon we chucked it all together

great venue too altho i already forgot the name

was it the blinco club or something?

going on radio today and indigenous singer Gina Williams

is going to come on and sing under the milky  way

in her own language Noongar . there are less than 400 living speakers

i sing second verse because Gina got stuck translating the word “curtains”

because they had no curtains and no word for them

so she has a lovely powerful voice too

imagine my song sung in this ancient and rare tongue

well thats gotta be good…right?

corporate solo show for some lawyers tonite for some good $

wonder if i can snag a free attorney? but the law is an ass…!

then back east to rehearse for smiths tribute gig which is sold out

almost a thousand people

now cramming in my room for show

i am

this charming man

bidding fonda dew

jack the lad turns 62

sorry for my immodesty but fuck i feel and i look good for 62 in fact i feel healthier and have more energy than when i was 22 my doctor says to me after a whole gamut of tests whatever youre doing just keep doing it! my blood pressure my heart my lungs my blood tests all my levels: in good shape my friends you will be happy to know i turned the diabetes around by avoiding sugar the hep C is now gone thanks to Harvoni the heart palpitations have stopped i swim i do yoga i meditate i walk up n down hills nothing and nobody stops me of course i lay most of this at the feet of not eating meat if you wanna look young and be healthy DONT EAT FUCKING MEAT! what can be any simpler than that? dont smoke cigarettes take it easy with booze. i like a drink but i stop at one rarely 2 take it easy with the drugs watch out cos theres a lotta new synthetics out there gonna fuck you up quicker than heroin ever would be nice to people do charitable acts its so obvious imitate jesus imitate buddha have  sex (even if its only with yerself you wankers!) i reckon its gotta be good for ya! have good friends do what you believe in blah blah blah you know what i say its all the same old things i always say but look at me the proof is in the pudding then also one day my luck will run out like everyone elses has to meanwhile  i have hit my sixties with a definite bang! and i’m on the track n i’m running refrain from all that bullshit you know is bad for you get in the fucking […]

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so far so good

so far so good

sorry for my immodesty but fuck i feel and i look good for 62

in fact i feel healthier and have more energy than when i was 22

my doctor says to me after a whole gamut of tests

whatever youre doing just keep doing it!

my blood pressure my heart my lungs my blood tests all my levels: in good shape

my friends you will be happy to know i turned the diabetes around by avoiding sugar

the hep C is now gone thanks to Harvoni

the heart palpitations have stopped

i swim

i do yoga

i meditate

i walk up n down hills

nothing and nobody stops me

of course i lay most of this at the feet of not eating meat

if you wanna look young and be healthy DONT EAT FUCKING MEAT!

what can be any simpler than that?

dont smoke cigarettes

take it easy with booze. i like a drink but i stop at one rarely 2

take it easy with the drugs

watch out cos theres a lotta new synthetics out there gonna fuck you up quicker than heroin ever would

be nice to people

do charitable acts

its so obvious

imitate jesus

imitate buddha

have  sex (even if its only with yerself you wankers!) i reckon its gotta be good for ya!

have good friends

do what you believe in

blah blah blah

you know what i say its all the same old things i always say

but look at me the proof is in the pudding

then also one day my luck will run out like everyone elses has to

meanwhile  i have hit my sixties with a definite bang! and i’m on the track n i’m running

refrain from all that bullshit you know is bad for you

get in the fucking sea and get in the sun and get in the wind

be courteous and polite to everyone even if they are obviously being a fucknuckle

i dont know

i feel my philosophies and lifestyle and my beliefs have rendered 62 a mere number

nothing has changed

i aint no old shambling wreck

i was a vegetarian and i exercised and now i am really reaping the rewards

i only tell you this not to merely brag although i am stupidly bragging yes

but to exhort you to stop with the meat stop with the bad stuff

do the good stuff

look !

it works

i’m 62 and i dont give a flying fuck!

 

 

 

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