Symmetry
Harmony
Proportion
Balance
Equilibrium
Unity
Equivalence
Uniformity
White
Blanc
Snowy
Milky
Bleached
Frosty
Frosted
Ivory
Barrier
Obstacle
Deterrent
Boundary
Hindrance
Encumbrance
Obstruction
Restraint
Barricade
Category: Outlet
The Outlet.
The Word Factory.
The Archival Repository.
The Filing Cabinet.
Call it what you will, it’s a collection of creative word-based projects.
Some poetry, some prose, some quotes, some scripts, some word art, some fictional, some creative interpretation of real events.
All © ellemhach.
New leaf?
incapable?
No.
uncontrollable inconsistency and
undeniable calamity.
Can I bear the sight of a new shade of green?
is it too bright and blinding?
or just rejuvenating?
Should I make something to match it;
or just try and ignore it?
Either way: Do I flip a coin or
flip a new leaf;
I can’t decide on my own.
fires of desire
The simultaneous deepening of
the webs of deception and
the fires of desire…
Perceptibly attracting my attention
with your ample charm,
Attempting to give credence
to my assumed naiveté.
Temptation
Temptation
No, I want something else
something more
something Absolute
Submission
Exaltation
you know how it goes
(I think you know too much)
Cinderella
Appeals made to my better sensibilities
(I’m a sucker for a pretty face and I know it)
“Well this is how it is, you know”
(why thank you, oh wise man sitting on a mountain top)
“that’s an interesting point”
(better known as “So, when do we fuck?”)
“Is that natural?”
(Name the place and time)
Expression is the bane of my life
Fuck the Cinderella Complex-
I give up.
But I guess you knew that too.
They know I know You know
Love
Life
Hatred
Ecstasy
A mutual obsession
the mirror images that frighten me
Haunting
daunting
lurking
smirking
They know I know
You know
rampant sexuality
The love
the lore
the mind
the war…
the white flag…
… survived only by the
manifestations of rampant sexuality…
You know…
Trains Planes and Automobiles
Trains
Planes
Automobiles
Life
Love
Lust
Instantaneous
Sexual
Gratification
Manipulation
Revenge
(Foreplay)
“First thought, best thought.”
“Poetry withers and ‘dries out’
when it leaves music…too far behind”
“Mind is shapely. Art is shapely”
“First thought, best thought.”
By separating the spiritual/body/child; I am more comfortable with the world at large. Knowing that it is only my body at risk of the demands of the 20th Century, I separate my mind into another realm, safe, secure and free to explore and learn and grow.
(Actual date not recorded – approx June 1997)
He/She
“Isn’t that too kitsch to call art though?”
“But you’re too young to be that cynical!”
“It’s too difficult not to be cynical.”
“Youth, beauty, talent – you have it all. Cynicism just doesn’t fit.”
“It’s only a small part of me that is cynical, but christ it has a loud voice!”
“Can’t you ignore it? Let yourself accept love as part and parcel of real life?”
“It hurts too much.”
“So don’t let so much out all at once – love takes time.”
“The thing is, I can’t do things by half. Once I let myself go, I fall very easily – hard and fast – and that leaves me very open, very early on.”
“Trust me.”
“Trust who? Who are you?”
neutral
Fucking neutrality
drives me mad –
dreaming of things
I wish I never had…
I’m talking about the pot
calling the kettle black…
“Juxtapositioning of the
contrasting values of
Animal desire and
the angelic bitch”
one
There is no excuse for ignorant self-indulgence
it is me that I see, and all I see is one
until the day when I notice one other
who also sees me… but also sees two…
And I realise that
the only regrets I have are not allowing
myself to love and be loved
He may see two, but by the time realisation hits,
he now sees two – elsewhere…
and again I am left as only one,
but,
wanting one more….
goodbye
She thinks she is rescuing herself,
but she is drowning…. a vain attempt to
stop herself from sinking in an
accumulation of buried emotional tripe….
Amazing how sometimes you don’t realise that
there is a world waiting for you, until it
slaps you in the face to say
goodbye…
come and go
One lonely secularised soul
the victim of her own actions
“I need time”
time to rest, recuperate, recover,
distance, isolate
“I need to return”
return to the hate, anguish, pain, loss,
dismay, ignorance, indifference,
“I need time…”
…and so the cycle continues…
THE HOLY GRAIL
THE HOLY GRAIL
the unknown self
the unseen self
the invisible self
the hegemonic self
examining the self
masking the self
grasping the self
the halcyon self
HAIL THE SELF