T-111

HHCS 10/07
LX 12/07
Pillow
Sheet
10W1-Bed 11
Radio/driver 111:On the rank

3315 2100 & 1600

two tone blue grey
mono chrome
nokia
2100

with
snake two
dictionary
photo frame feature

it's spell

It's singlet it's 7pm it's salvos It's sandwiches it's post-Pact it Sure,does it Sure,would it's pat'n it's Silence-Lotto it's pineappler it's pineapples it's pat'n'chat it's Steve's It's ringlet.
+61404654***
extra-copy
altered

p'hell

no condoms go to hell
no change of climate it's alright
no women's right to choose
it's alright
go ahead
multiply
need more
catholics
blankets
young
juicy
pilgrims

xoxox

peace
love
ecstacy

wyd08

coathanggerantenna

workinprogress
inside conventioncentre
find a way inside
civil action defeats state government
day street

across the old declared zone
no tofu stand authorised
no bbq trailer bicycle hook up
wyd08overrides u

telstra delivers this ratzinger
txt msg free
buy the t-shirt
Sndr: B-XVI

POSTiwent2yrDNTLKopeningtXtexchange

A black bird with a broken wing.
A deserted basketball court.
An advent calender missing one day.
The doors closing,
the next stop.

Sender:
jes
+614066690***
Sent:
8-Nov-2007
13:50:47

after your reply to mine

We dealt drugs to each other measure for measure and plied our fingers in long ribbons into the night. X Ps kawfee sounds lovely.
Sender:
jes
+61406690***
Sent:
12-Mar-2007
22:03:33

2YLSDHamidstCLGIC

A love poem by txtboy: you're beautiful like rain cascading
underneath the neon moonwash
like the stars converging in white noise
and the clothesline spiraling in a black hole
you're vital display screen
electric green
waveform tangle

NDA

Together piecing ashphalt and thudding pavement in out minds
we hearken to a circle sitting down
And in that circle sitting casting light rays from the sun
imagine me and you, a neo-France
the virus spreading
the cure is lost
and flowers trees and jungle sprout
in Railway Square
devouring cars

Jess txt poems of April

Wheeling through this wilderness is
Sender:
JessT +61407002***
Sent:
1-Apr-2006
01:36:32

The rugged individualist/consensualist stands amidst the smoking ruins and proclaims "I will not be tyrranised by poverty, I will have a dinner party!"
Sender:
JessT +61407002***
Sent:
20-Apr-2006
00:42:21

All in black tshirt, pants and leather jacket (black of course) I assualt gods monopoly on creation. With a half brick in hand. The Jestifer
Sender:
JessT +61407002***
Sent:
27-Apr-2006
00:40:58

El Maiten

alright...
come and look at us
we're so integrated

upload

he considered uploading the information
even before the decode transfer had finished
his strategy fractured in space

radio pen

plugged into his radio-pen
he wrote about channel changing
and valleys where the signal didn't arrive

Ovalle

and as he made that purchase, locked in the interchange cycle
the air he maintained was of a quiet suspicion and contempt
never fully giving his approval for the process

numberone

3it’s
when we
delve deep inside

2each other’s thoughts
that we reduce

1each other to
the number
one

-U-

Knowing well your knots
I beckon from both sides
And draw you closer and closer to my neck

computer fried

back in touch with computer-fried self
blue reds and blacks click-clack
in position
green screen readouts and
weighing up the sitch with some
finger flex…

arise_cyborg_

access stations


lean information period
led to
recycle patterns in the memory buffer
super-analytical manner
grating metallic shards in optic nerve

shards became infected
bytes were taken
brilliant lights shone to illuminate nothing
disrupting and destroying
corrupting
bleeding out

like a cell phone in the sewer
and the coat hanger antenna
like the mashed market masses
amassing in the square

we squarely have your signal contact beacon
and recommended course of action

arise_cyborg_

access stations

tomodashi

temporal incision
holding pattern
organise action
stay on top

(ripping fingernails)

locking lost hook
penetrating look
eyeballs connected to B.R.A.I.N
s y s t e m

(ripping toenails)

chew your pen lid
flick your ruler
catapult your rubber
i n to the fan

txt

warm watching you sleep watching your chest rise and fall like empires.
Remitente:
jes
+61405692***
Enviado:
30-Aug-2005
12:13:02

txt

i wrap myself up in your words and roll cigarettes from little pages of old books. Devouring what i destroy as what i destroy devours me.
Remitente:
jes
+61405692***
Enviado:
03-Jun-05
02:40:15