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Melbourne by MattHovey, literature

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Melbourne

These Cold spiked, metal mountains With spires erect with the purpose of reach The heaving, broody bowels below Alternative notions of the beautiful in darkened spaces Walk through the hail of driven bullets Dodging left, stride on, weave right, stride on The sudden jolts waking me from a lunchtime malaise And then I Stop ... Close my eyes. I Listen ... This. The pulse of a majestic city Perfectly composed; chaotic, alive Coalescence a footnote; the beat defined I. It's sadistic master. It's masochistic slave Drawn to this flame; a repeat offender Savagery lurks in it's taunting shadows Yet always alluring ... always ... mine.

Zero Sum of All Things by MattHovey, literature

Thank you Ned's Atomic Dustbin by MattHovey, literature

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Thank you Ned's Atomic Dustbin

to hearken back on the long and the lost to beseech a time implored by what once was to think and decidedly remember ... we sometimes forget the forged we lose ourselves to the deviation we walk aimlessly, listless in reproach ... this catches at our aching souls this nags away; itching and bleeding at the scratch this stretches us above and far beyond ... to refresh anew and be reborn we the lost children of our times this; our need to fly again ...

a tax plan by MattHovey, literature

I'm here ... by MattHovey, literature

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I'm here ...

Walk along gnarled paths Searching for lighted ways Hurt and broken thoughts Block your darkened gaze Alone and afraid No path seems right Sharp twigs rip and shred To make for a worsened plight Whispers for help Turn into cries for release No one else here Alone you do weep But There is someone here And always has been A hand for you to hold A heart for you to see Look up dear child And see in my soul That daddy is here with you And on me you can call For your heart is my heart Your blood runs in me To love you is to live To live is to see you free I know your darkened gaze For I have been there before From one who searched like you I know o

A Social Cometary Tail by MattHovey, literature

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A Social Cometary Tail

Listen to outer vices Based on blooded light Preaching inner qualms Culture crumble with a dash of moral essence Salves for the solds of the fair withered friends Stand upon the precipice and watch For one time only; feel good for a day Vilified and reproached eggs with a side of blaming Buy in bulk and save! More and more and more available to some moron tomorrow* (*Tomorrow never comes) I need justifiable justice judicially adjusted Spanner in the great works of simple man This world on the cliff of no return Basement level for l

The Ascot Food Store by MattHovey, literature

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The Ascot Food Store

chatter. white noise of the morning rush. laughter piercing through the hiss and bubble. clattering clanks of glass with steel with porcelain. There is a basin in the front tiny. well formed. no real function to speak of seemingly alone, unused, unloved. This basin in the front white. not cream, nor off white. white. faucet turned inward towards the sliver of wall. embarrassed perhaps. items of purpose sit close by differences stark, cold and real. their haughty come use me pose To the basin in the front. to the left a basin in use. with taps. does it know? does it wish for this single minded purpose? like its kin to the left?

In Front by MattHovey, literature

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In Front

glass water, clear. Cold. where's my coffee? science looking jug you know the type 500ML of bulbous bum with phallic neck saucer and the spoon not running away together interesting no glass i think that was for my coffee need another threepeat ok lab theme sugar in a jar the raw, toasted color kind spoon tipping, eyeing an escape vials of salt n pepper (Salt and Pepa's here, and we're in effect) crossed within a small beaker 100ML approx. still no coffee.

Maelstrom by MattHovey, literature

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Melbourne by MattHovey, literature

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Melbourne

Zero Sum of All Things by MattHovey, literature

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Thank you Ned's Atomic Dustbin

a tax plan by MattHovey, literature

I'm here ... by MattHovey, literature

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I'm here ...

A Social Cometary Tail by MattHovey, literature

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A Social Cometary Tail

The Ascot Food Store by MattHovey, literature

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The Ascot Food Store

In Front by MattHovey, literature

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Zero Sum of All Things by MattHovey, literature

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Thank you Ned's Atomic Dustbin

a tax plan by MattHovey, literature

I'm here ... by MattHovey, literature

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I'm here ...

A Social Cometary Tail by MattHovey, literature

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A Social Cometary Tail

The Ascot Food Store by MattHovey, literature

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The Ascot Food Store

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In Front

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Time elusive by MattHovey, literature

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Time elusive

There was a time ... You are no longer there Gone from memories cherished A story's pages ripped and shredded Chosen is a path ... One we cannot see A defiant walk strides within Coerced anger the new friend Now is what it is ... The steady rock crumbled Heavy shoulders slumped Weary head finally bowed The candlelight dies tonight ... The dark will scare Shadows will advance Wind will howl at nothing left Chosen is your path Now is what it is The candlelight dies tonight There was a time ...

The perfect morning by MattHovey, literature

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

June 20
Australia
Deviant for 14 years
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Somewhere in the middle of everything.

Maelstrom? Tornado?

Nah more likely to be in the middle of a dream about a dream than anything else.

Current Residence: Ascot Vale
deviantWEAR sizing preference: Large
Favourite genre of music: Eclectic
Operating System: Windows 10
MP3 player of choice: iPhone
Personal Quote: Meh

Favourite Visual Artist

Kozyndan

Favourite Movies

WALL-E

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

JAPANDROIDS/Dinosaur Jr/Sonic Youth/Guttersnipes/Pavement/Smudge/The Cure/Lemonheads ... need I go on?

Favourite Books

The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle - Haruki Murakami

Favourite Writers

Dylan Thomas, Charles Bukowski, Robert Frost

Tools of the Trade

Sony a6000, paper, pen

Other Interests

Photography, Writing, Reading, Surfing, Aussie Rules Football

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MattHovey

Jul 31, 2015

Non Verbiage

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It's been a while. I've been here, there and everywhere.  Blogged, flickr'd, photog business ... yet something was missing. I found it again today.  Two places at once. My vulnerability. The written word opens up my soul and allows an oft hidden place to grow and evolve.  I'm ashamed to say that I have left it locked and shunned for a long time.  I let life get to me and forgot how to open up, bare all, and accept who I am.  That changed recently. The shackles were broken, but the way forward was still darkened with doubt.  And then ... a spark shimmered in the darkness along the way ... clarity.  I knew.  It's funny how something so inn

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MattHovey

Jun 20, 2010

Me

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Going to put this out there.  A bit of me and why I form the images and words that I do ... and maybe that will assist with an understanding of why my shots are formed (in some cases) the way they are. Part of a reply (to this photo when it got declined due to opinion only and I totally respect that) that I will put here in way of giving some insight into ... well ... me. When I find something of interest it will never be what is assumed ... this is me and you can see it through many of my shots and almost every single one of my poems :) ) In the case of photography the story and shot are as I see that tiny pinpoint of light in this wonderf

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MattHovey

Jun 1, 2010

Time for a clean out

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Going to remove some of the clutter and keep what I love and hopefully what you guys do too :) Anything you want me to keep in my gallery that you think I may get rid of then let me know! =D