Thursday, July 21, 2011

061

Catching balls, holding babies,
kicking stones and calling friends,
a laziness accepted
those miserable mornings and
NeVeReNdInG nights
in the scene,
electric lights,
the other side, the night kround
then coming to,
and knowing
how good it is
to do
nothing
for days and daze
wearing worn in denim shorts we'd cut ourselves,
fibres frayed as we went on walking,
kissing tiny flowers, our broad bright sun hats to protect our faces
and going on listening to sounds we could not hear,
like the sound of the ground
underneath the feet of art foxes and street kids
with spray cans and skateboards;
posers, high rollers, and poster boys, stand shirtless
girls too
behind super shades their Hella Swag hanging out,
and then, we spot him
Johnny Drinkwater in the clear of the park
with a picnic spread out ...
a scene that, in the sunlight,
broke up before our eyes
into a million tiny puzzle pieces
a summer that could only be remembered through easy snaps, photographs
and through the clear, we saw him
'what you got there Johnny Drinkwater'
"...burnt chicken and bad wine..." he said
we ate the chicken, we drank the wine,
it was horrible but the best we'd ever tasted,
because inbetween bites and sips were those moments that just before we bit and sipped were better than when we were bitting and sipping,
we didn't know what it was called, nor did we care to know
our cups never peeping brims,
they were always Half Full...

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

060

60 posts and mum sends me this;

There is something all-enveloping ....this intense heat at end of day.
Wraps around me like a blanket....heavy, warm, comforting...
still and deep.
Twilight in July ..... A moment in time to be cherished and a memory to keep close until twilight in January.
Then I will take it out and close my eyes and remember the sweetness of this particular summer's eve.......

I wrote this just now sitting outside :)

Monday, July 18, 2011

059

I lost myself on a cool damp night
I gave myself in that misty light
Was hypnotized by a strange delight
Under a lilac tree
I made wine from the lilac tree
Put my heart in its recipe
It makes me see what I want to see
and be what I want to be

When I think more than I want to think
I do things I never should do
I drink much more than I ought to drink
Because it brings me back you...

Lilac wine is sweet and heady, like my love
Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, like my love
Listen to me... I cannot see clearly
Isn't that he coming to me nearly here?
Lilac wine is sweet and heady, where's my love?
Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, where's my love?
Listen to me, why is everything so hazy?
Isn't that he, or am I just going crazy, dear?
Lilac Wine, I feel unready for my love,
feel unready for my love.



Sunday, July 17, 2011

058

why don't you have a drivers license?
i don't want one
it's good to have
so is a brain.
how you get to and fro?
oh, you know...


057

I didn't realize drinking to get drunk was considered a problem...
...isn't that the point?

056

i had nothing to say
they say love is the answer
but while you're waiting,
sex raises some pretty interesting questions
and that surf boards were made for surfing
light switches made for turning on
well i was made for lovin
so baby lets just get along
it had been so frenetic
so hectic
weeks and days measured in metrics
I had nothing to say
hadn't seen myself in a long while
i remembered i had a face
and to wash it
the soap
the water
dripped on down
i had nothing to say
i got the chance to see my eyes
i starred in them
rudely
it had been a while
they asked me:
who was I?
Who did I used to be?
and
Who was I becoming ?
I didn't know
I had nothing to say
and I liked it...
i'm going crook

Saturday, July 16, 2011

055

Let's hijack ish
Make a mess
Everyones doing
All the rest
Turn the cogs
Spit the oil
Bottle my water
Aberfoyle
Teach me
Show me
Take a picture
Know me
You will never starve here
And that makes me full
So dont ask why I ain't eating
I can hardly stand the smell
The sound
The taste
Of it all
I know the song
But can't quite name it
All you punked out kids
Thinks you's famous
Huuuuuuh
Tell me what u read
Tell me what u said
Tell me what
Actually don't
Let's just dance
Mike or Ike?
Decisions decisions
Yes or no
Swallow that pride
Drink it slow
And when you do
You just might know
You miss her ...