by KM | Feb 27, 2025 | personal
Alone – tbe good side A momentary frisson of naughtiness accompanied my cavalier ignorance of the sink full of washing up last night. I went to bed while it was still light, eating my Ubered dinner in bed, a teatowel serving as a napkin, watching silly comedies...
by KM | Feb 27, 2025 | personal
it’s fucking lonely being alone. By myself, on a shelf of my own construction. I only have myself to blame … chickens roost beside me …It’s all the same, I’m not in the game, never was, never will be. One day soon I’ll be gone, leaving no trace in the place I was...
by KM | Feb 27, 2025 | Poetry, politics
He’s now a convicted felon I’d rather a watermelon Was President But I’m not a resident narcissistic, nasty, deranged The voters couldn’t be stranger A wannabe dictator Democracy see ya later America will fail Put him in...
by KM | Feb 27, 2025 | personal, Writing
The first 13 years of my life were either idyllic or deprived, depending on your point of view. I lived on a cattle and sheep farm up the steep mountain from Tamworth, on the road to Walcha. The rugged landscape felt like home, I loved it. I was happiest out on...
by KM | Feb 25, 2025 | Writing
The walls of your houses hold the echoes and pain Of the crooks and the grifters that once dwelt in your lanes When the streets are dark, listen as you walk .. you might hear the talk Of holdups and robberies and plans On Gadigal Land The earth holds...
by KM | Feb 25, 2025 | personal, Writing
I’m writing to find an outlet for my thoughts and feelings. You don’t have to read it, you probably wouldn’t want to, so don’t, I really don’t care at this point. It’s hard to write this, but as time goes on, I feel I need to pour out these things before I implode...
