hello. i've been feeling a bit down the last few weeks.
"hello. I've been feeling a bit down the last few weeks."
such a stupid trick
where i'm writing it's between 9 & 10 in the morning.
broad moonlight, baroque beetles rear up
on hobnailed legs
& strain to hear the songbirds snoring
i'd like to meet up with that german couple with a cottage in the forest
but i'm so far away from here
instead i get happiness from rolling news
& the majesty of a democratic media.
straight up. i always tell the truth.
if only i wasn't locked in your garden shed
with clouds streaming up through the burning earth.
may i call you julie?
that was your name in the old days
when i was in love with a girl in an infinite
series of mirrors called only "the agent."
other names for the herb
include dr blue's surgery.
i do have something i need to tell you:
though entirely real the passing of time
is also absolutely unreal.
you'll understand though you'll wonder why i'm still thinking the same thoughts
i failed to think when i called the police & asked for a pizza.
as i said, i've been oh experiencing melancholia.
& i don't have a passport anymore
hello. i've been feeling a bit down the last few weeks.
ReplyDelete"hello. I've been feeling a bit down the last few weeks."
straight up. i always tell the truth.
Simon, arresting rush of familiarity with these sentiments, not mention this
as i said, i've been oh experiencing melancholia.
And of course we know no one cares, so we attempt to get on with it.
But when something slows us down, for even a moment... I won't say it all begins to make sense, but I will say, yes, I've met that series of mirrors.
And I don't think my name is julie, though perhaps it ought to be... as yesterday someone spent an extended period searching my blog for references to "julie".
I was sorry (sort of) to disappoint.
And by the way, I know it wasn't you doing those searches.
Unless you've relocated to Denver, that is, and intensified your search by enlarging your need to include "girl".
(Those I was able to supply a few of, but obviously, not enough... isn't that always the way of it, we do everything we can to provide, but there are of course the "built-in limitations" of the "platform"... perhaps we've got no bananas, but we've always got that gap toothed, anorexic girl of ten thousand convertible daybed/sofa dreams!)