posted on November 4, 2006 at 6:59 pm

starcrack in the void
we pour through
silver grey metal # 40
the new air corrodes
we lubricate the apertures of space
we detect openings
we hide in veneers
spilling over
return to the earth everynight we must
the soldiers fight and nothing else
they absorb the enemy
infra-red and suddenly violet
a movement in the atmosphere
a tearing sound
the explosion of minds
we eat your horror
we will drink your lives
twisted trees frolic in the black wind
its not rain…its……
breathing becomes difficult
you never get used to the fire
wave after wave of nausea
the void finds its voice
its croons a cruel song
a whirling drone
oh you know those words
dont resist the turning wheel
fortunes blown
savage music
the sky fills with black birds
coming down screaming and burning
insect kings arrive
their conquest is absolute
there is no more music
no more unnecessary movement
we are locked in
on course
remorseless, revengeless
a river of one thought
in the dark night of incubation
in the closeness of the nursery
we have no differences
our numbers swell
filled with incessant life
wings sprout from my shoulders
and i rush and rise up
into the teeming night
held in formation
the air crackling with signal
we maximise our advantage
we hit
phalanxes of pitilessness
extinguishing strength
we eat into the barrier
we waltz through the gaps in matter
we penetrate
we interpenetrate
our sting is terrible
and we thrust it in
over and over
machine like mind
beneath the carapace
i am somewhere else
even as i take your life
as i draw you out
charm your soul from its flesh
never to return
there is no stopping
there is no turning back
once this begins
sudden silent and inexorable

25 Responses to “zirconium thorax”

  1. avatar
    ambnt1 | 4 November 2006 at 8:03 pm #


    This is the scariest thing I’ve ever read in my life.

    Such a sunny n’happy imagery. You should join Slayer/Metallicka/Mega-Death.


    n.p. Mathias Grassow, “Forgotten Memories”

  2. avatar
    verdelay | 4 November 2006 at 8:24 pm #

    fucking hell.

    I just got it

    in the thorax.

  3. avatar
    ben | 4 November 2006 at 9:10 pm #

    better off identifying these prophets in our minds i guess. interesting how you mentioned never getting used to the fire. its a constant effort to keep the fire-breath alive. fire does punish of course if allowed, which i accept. a touch of bliss occurs when the inpenetratable rays of light within and join throughout. this little taste preps me for the hatred that follows from those whose fire is out. strangers(funny word) and loved ones have no power against you as you dont exist. oh but limits dont either, or time, distance. preperation is constant, and everywhere is here. im convinced this technique can remain constant(detachment,undetachment) which leaves only the mind to continually and blissfully die again and again.

  4. avatar
    veleska1970 | 4 November 2006 at 9:25 pm #

    the book of revelations as seen through the eyes of steve kilbey. could we be in the end times now??

    a very thought-provoking read today.

  5. avatar
    syrinx | 4 November 2006 at 11:38 pm #

    Phasers on stun, Mr. Chekov.

  6. avatar
    syrinx | 5 November 2006 at 12:04 am #

    Here is the Olberman piece:

  7. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 November 2006 at 12:06 am #

    Interesting blog about detachment have been able to get to that place sometimes.

    Would have loved to have been a fly on the wall when you had a chat with Bobby Flynn, he should go far.

    Saw an art exhibition with some of Reg Mombasas paintings of the outback, he had been there with afew other artists. His band Dog Trumpet played at the opening, twas a good day. Really like his work, would like to own an original by him (and of course the Artiste Nevets Yeblik). When will you have an exhibition opening, sure to be a sell out.

    Hope you have a happy Sunday with the family.

    Love Therese

  8. avatar
    syrinx | 5 November 2006 at 12:09 am #

    And here is Part 2, to finish it up.

  9. avatar
    ...being here, doing this... | 5 November 2006 at 12:28 am #

    “We have been telling the people that this is the Eleventh Hour. Now you must go back and tell people that this is the Hour. And there are things to be considered:

    Where are you living?
    What are you doing?
    What are your relationships?
    Are you in the right relation?

    Know your garden. It is time to speak your truth. Create your community. Be good to each other. And do not look outside yourself for the leader. This could be a good time.

    There is a river flowing now very fast. It is so great and swift that there are those who will be afraid. They will try to hold onto the shore. They will feel they are being torn apart and they will suffer greatly.

    Know the river has its destination. The Elders say we must let go of the shore and push off and into the river.

    Keep your eyes open and your head above water. See who is in there with you and Celebrate.

    At this time in history, we are to take nothing personally. Least of all ourselves. For the moment that we do, our spiritual growth and journey come to a halt.

    The time of the lone wolf is over, Gather yourselves!

    Banish the word struggle from your attitude and your vocabulary.

    All that you do now must be done in a sacred manner and in Celebration.

    We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.”

  10. avatar
    fantasticandy | 5 November 2006 at 12:34 am #

    ‘we are three meals away from oblivion’.–from ‘city of tomorrow’by the dudes of neptune.———–stay inside the dome.

  11. avatar
    The detachment-attachment | 5 November 2006 at 1:37 am #

    Write this poem

    Watched those shows

    Blow my nose

    Took off my clothes

    Nobody knows

    How this goes

    Back to my prose

  12. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 November 2006 at 1:40 am #

    …there it comes,
    here it goes…

  13. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 November 2006 at 2:45 am #

    dear sk
    happy halloween
    i’m trying
    to catch up
    on your

    i miss you…
    if you’ve noticed
    one of your
    loyal fiends (me)…
    absent from comments
    for what seems
    like too long
    just know
    i do miss you

    been crazy busy
    under the weather
    over the weather
    having fun
    lots of good things
    where does
    the time go
    (that isn’t
    supposed to

    almost full
    moon tonight

    love to
    you and
    your family


    ps bee
    back tomorrow

  14. avatar
    CAPTAIN BEYOND | 5 November 2006 at 3:15 am #

    me am coming for you…soon
    Ne iko

  15. avatar
    CAPTAIN BEYOND | 5 November 2006 at 3:21 am #

    please read me lady’s bloggy at, she is being visited like never before…

  16. avatar
    Daberhasher | 5 November 2006 at 7:21 am #

    full moon mayhem,
    cleaving my cranium,
    like Thor’s ax…

    “remember remember
    the fifth of November…”
    that bit’s from a film i just saw
    that made me think of you…
    V for Vendetta
    i thought it was eerily wonderful
    in our present climate…
    perhaps you may dig it…
    good words, wordplay, play on words…
    give it a go sometime,
    suspend your doubt…
    after all, Rimbaud became an arms dealer, go figure…
    has that movie been made?
    oh, truth is the strangler of fiction…

    vee vee

    ***thanks syrinx, KO rocks***
    that dude used to be on ESPN…
    he didn’t do that shit there……..

  17. avatar
    leelinau | 5 November 2006 at 10:53 am #

    hell yea about the full moon mayhem!

  18. avatar
    (('{~_~}')) | 5 November 2006 at 11:54 am #

    That just sent a shiver through my body.

  19. avatar
    Bubbles, Ink. | 5 November 2006 at 12:17 pm #

    i only wish SK would’ve gotten a try at the good Book o’ Revelations.
    as it stands, it’s just a run of the mill mediocre, apocalyptic bestseller.


  20. avatar
    Trickster | 5 November 2006 at 2:39 pm #

    zirconium dominae

  21. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 November 2006 at 2:42 pm #

    imagine the spelling/punctuation possibilities sans drugs

  22. avatar
    Trickster | 5 November 2006 at 2:54 pm #


  23. avatar
    Anonymous | 5 November 2006 at 3:04 pm #

    “dies irae,
    libera me,

  24. avatar
    mandn | 5 November 2006 at 3:34 pm #

    I find that uplifting in a realyl odd way.

    “a river of one thought”

    we should be so lucky as to have unity of
    thought in a positive manner in this world.

    “we penetrate
    we interpenetrate
    our sting is terrible
    and we thrust it in
    over and over
    machine like mind
    beneath the carapace
    i am somewhere else
    even as i take your life
    as i draw you out
    charm your soul from its flesh
    never to return”

    to be open to new possibilities one must go through pain.
    Change is painful and uncomfortable.

    I think this is a very positive creation today Orpehus,
    and it’s a little dirty too.
    I like that.


  25. avatar
    davem | 5 November 2006 at 7:38 pm #

    Hi SK,
    My 10-year old just said it can’t be right to hang Saddam Hussain. “Killing’s wrong, Dad”.

    We’ve got to break the cycle haven’t we?
    Love you more,

    Dave M

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