TAIT

m the black river itself

feeding on the flesh providing a

sperm that glows n

mouths tender

words ears providing a sperm that

glows ears providing

the love n responsibility my deliveries

are cold smash

into the bat mouths tender smash

into the bat smash into

the black river itself glows m a

force of pure destruction m

predator silver

words ears m force mms

down ya mouth

s tender river

providing a sperm n

relief from the bonds of human ears

i require nothing n give nothing providing

nothing itself feeding on the flesh providing

nothing nothing but

entertainment itself idve thought punterd understand

m

form is pure a long tailed sperm that glows stronger

than i ever thought i could be stronger than

yesterday m loneliness aint killin me no more here we

go kill m m

other i feel so small here we go we go

so small i guess i

need you baby feed on the flesh that glows

n mouths

tender words ear flesh

flesh flesh

m swordplay is not slick

but yr tied flesh kookaburras

blood stained n m

smashn into the bat kookaburras blood

stained kookaburras

madly reversing

providing mself thats freaky but i still know

whats cute and whats not

thats freaky

not driven to this but choosing

the black river itself m

silver predator providing

a sperm that glows silver feeding

on the flesh of m mother n children father

dont let me be the last to know

m father born to make you happy

born to make you happy

born to make you happy

dont know how to live

without yr love

predator

flesh providing love n responsibility

deliveries a sperm that glows silver love

n responsibility deliveries lovn

it in the middle

an over that is mine

you beg of me to be calm

words ear beg

of me to be calm words

dont wanna mess around

wanna settle down providing

love n responsibility the flesh you need mouths

10d

ulkar i may bleed

from m mouths tender but will not die

love take me on a leash to a place ive never known

but will not die leash to a place ive never known

400+ choking

Packer is dead

The art of bowling has been eradicated absolutely

Hell, even the art of batting was absent from that game as the pitch and the ground itself seemed to simply expel balls

It was a game without a people, there were no players, no personality, no heroes – just a gound violently expelling balls into a crowd

crowd witnessed an incredible event, an apotheosis, something transcendant, fateful, a display of brilliant fate

mother of god everything operating perfectly

every gamble paid off

everyone, everything was choking with emotion at the sheer beauty of it all

for 1 day cricket where to from here…

nihilism & cricket

I’m a bit behind the times here. I have to go all the way back to the first day. In test match time this it is like eons have passed. I remember watching Australia bat. While all around were deploring their lack of application, their irresponsibilty and the lack of respect they were displaying for England’s bowlers, I was finding it telling. It was the first innings of the Ashes and Australia were playing completely nihilistically. They didn’t care how many runs they were going to score, they just going to go head-on at everything that was thown at them. It was extraordinary cricket. If there is dedicated planning and considered thought behind utterly nihilistic actions can it still be nihilism? It was clear to me that Australia knew the day was going to consist of all out violence, coming from the English bowlers. It was clear that Australia’s very conscious decision was to never take a step back from this. They were simply going to counter it with their own violent batting. It was of no concern to them if they lost wkts in the process, they knew this would happen. They also knew that however many runs they scored, they would still be right in the test match – there’s always a new day in sight. The important thing was absolutely to show no respect whatsoever for England’s quicks – to make it clear that the Australian batsmen knew they could bury England without a care. It’s only one innings and they probably won’t play another like it for a while, but it carried such a strong statement – you can get us out for under 200 we really don’t care, whatever we get, we’ll work with that, it will be enough. Thus the savagery of day 1. The beautiful irresponsibility of Australia and their contempt for all of England’s concerted effort in paying Australia a compelling, brilliant violence. El Warno’s innings was absurd – it was by far in a way the greatest innings he has ever played.