Tag Archives: Life

When You Think You Know More (Lyrics)

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And you walked in

Like you owned not the place

But the place that you’re in

And you sailed through

Like your heart pumped the waves

When the waves needed you

But now

Im not so sure

On these stories told

When you think you know more

And want less

As you grow old

 

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The Last Moon on the Left (excerpt)

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The bizarre kettle-shaped spaceship, suddenly turns off its powerful engine of raging bubbles. Now, both young boys listen intensly, to the slow, muted, thud of footsteps… from the creepy bottom step… to the agonisingly close and creaky top step of the stairs.

But it’s soon after those footsteps stop, after the deathly silence they create, when something that sounds as light as a balloon, and travelling in the unnatural breeze of the night; bumps innocently light, then mysteriously heavier (again and again) onto the exposed floorboards of the landing.

Luke (the younger ) suddenly remembers that in the most recent past, he had found ‘the landing’ very confusing, because nothing that he was aware of… until now, had ever landed there.

Exit, Entrance to Exit

The whites of her eyes trembled like approaching dual headlights in heat-haze.

Each pinkly foot all a blur; cradled loosely by a pair of slip on cups; adjoined by two nonsynchronous shotguns; lock and loading; firing her across the nightclubs remix of slip and adhesion.

Her slight outline; disappearing/reappearing; a visual offbeat to the paparazzi furore that follow her with discord; some giddy travel through extra-terrestrial lights of seizure.

To a close country border,

Fire doors! she cried, unlikely to be heard… or in thought.

Now here is the swing and hinged odds; potholed by scattered youth with inebriated limbs; blotted by dazed fireflies that danced in the smokes.

Surrendering to official air, the same air that blows your sweat gently across your neck into deltas on your chest, only reminiscent… to be felt.

When gravity falters, this Mother Earth is momentarily off her axis.

Her daughter follows one snaking line of shy neon; in and out of sight, forever smaller, staccato, in black, can paranoid be the night?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lets Talk About the Weather

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Let’s talk about the weather.

Let’s lay in bed slightly longer, and nearer together.

Hello, how are you?

Let’s talk about the weather.

Let’s decorate the house in pleasure.

I’m just fine thank-you!

Let’s talk about the weather.

Let’s be blind to age and be young forever.

And how are you?

Let’s talk about the weather.

Let’s plan our holidays and remember the last endeavour.

I am good… thank-you!

Thingmebob Thingmejig

 

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Hey! Mr Thingmebob! What are you?

Oh I’m similar to you Miss Thingmejig, that is… you are my only clue.

That’s nice! but not useful, I need to know more!

Ok, you’re something forgotten that somebody left before.

Soothing… how charming that I fill that void, really though, i’m less than buoyed!

Listen, we’re something! stick with me, in our confusion… we’ll both be happy!

Some Telephone Conversation (She Said)

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So I said wouldn’t you have thought they would of known?

She said I know.

I said, well it’s just not good enough!

She said I know.

I know you know I said, but I’ve said I’ve said one too many times already!

She said she hadn’t noticed until I mentioned it.

But then, she said, thinking about it she said, I didn’t like to say but that she was glad that I had said so… in the end.

So that made us really laugh, and then we both said, ‘speak to you soonly’ at exactly the same time!

We just wet ourselves laughing!

I think we told just about everybody about it! Anyway, I had the dinner in the oven, and she said her son had just popped in to say hello, so we had to say goodbye…. yep, bye, oh ok, oh no! Really? Never-mind, yep, bye-bye then, yeah, ok…by then!