Aus.sex.death

By | 12 February 2026

1
the hovering phone tower whirr

finds aliens nightly
over the antipodes, coded as cinema &
fighting for clicks

2
there is no direction,
direction is not.

the highway weighs on the mind:
freedom is
a blister that swells up
between good fortune & the inertia
of good fortune

3
my favourite
physics is when
there’s a sports result i don’t like

force plus resistance = insider & outsider
blurred

& the internal rituals
kick in

4
looking for it
is proof of it

& to glance it
is to know it

know you’re in the stars & that’ll erase culture:
nothing can defeat that

5
the psychedelic green & gold
grows shallower—

it’s hard to be a fetish
when so sensitive to the sun

& that’s both a bright spot
& another punishment

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