I am Jane Goodall's Tanzanian monkeys typing about bananas. My fingers are Santa's little helpers. My hope is a sporadic rainfall - yet a torrential downpour in all creative environments. I am Theseus, unspooling golden yarn. Sisyphus, sweating uphill. Bukowski, scribbling away in rooming houses. A river always flowing. I am the nightmare of stagnancy and a God of Imagination.
Monday, March 03, 2008
no matter what you think
the day is going to be like
no matter what your plans are
no matter what lyrics
you compose for yourself the night before
time passes
no matter what you think or hear
today is a symphony
that sounds far away from yesterday
talktalktalk
thinkthinkthink
bebetterbebetterbebetter
begoodbegoodbegood
belikewater
learn
live
breathe
focus
shooosh
so pretty, so pretty as she strokes your head
calm down, calm down
don'ttalkdon'ttalk
don'tthinkdon'tthink
bebetterbebetterbebetter
what'sgood?what'sgood?
belikevapor
rise to the top
realize that falling down
is natural
dripdripdrip
goes tears
dripdripdrip
thank you, says
everything beneath you
Sweating in orchestra pits
upside down
thank you, says
everything above you
no matter what you think
the day is going to be like
no matter what your plans are
no matter what lyrics
you compose for yourself the night before
time passes
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i love this.
ReplyDeleteThanks. I wish I knew who you were so that I could send you virtual ice cream and Elton John lyrics. What? Crap, I don't know - I'm trying to do too much at one time...ahjsdjsfhafsaj
ReplyDeletewe've spoken before, but only through email and that was a while back. i've been reading since my freshman year of college (six years i think). long time fan. i hope that comes across as a compliment and not creepy-weirdo.
ReplyDeleteTOTAL compliment. Thant's awesome, Christine. Thanks! Kev
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