you could go to a party
there's one you could go to
it's only 4 blocks away
people you know
happy to see you
no cover to pay.
somewhere you know
it should be appealing
people somewhere
they care.
still you don't go
you don't really want to
it even could be
that you're scared.
--
1/30/9. And vanished on her own, married some dude she met in the same bar she met me. I'm thinking I won't go. Ginger wears a tuxedo shirt.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
H. Hour
Made a dare to yourself
then you were stupid
you said OK
and you came
now that you're here
all of your courage
curdles itself into shame
Never been older
still you know nothing
except for the fact
you don't know
dumb in your 20's
settled for nothing
that was a long time ago
So how did it work out?
How was your honey?
How was the thing that you want?
Made a dare to yourself
then you were stupid
you said OK
and you came
now that you're here
all of your courage
curdles itself into shame
Never been older
still you know nothing
except for the fact
you don't know
dumb in your 20's
settled for nothing
that was a long time ago
So how did it work out?
How was your honey?
How was the thing that you want?
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Nick the Friendly Ghost
[one of several lyrics for songs I returned to many times, and may well again, like a piece of crochet]
Nick the friendly ghost
floats on the redeye
that goes coast to coast
stares through his dead eyes
to see what you won't,
to reap what you've sown.
Leaning back in coach
you fall sleep
and slip into the dream
where you first meet
she kisses you outside
you buck and then you glide.
Nick is wide awake
he's scared of flying.
Even though he's dead,
he's scared of dying
you're happy where you are,
gliding through the stars.
Nick the friendly ghost
floats on the redeye
that goes coast to coast
stares through his dead eyes
to see what you won't,
to reap what you've sown.
Leaning back in coach
you fall sleep
and slip into the dream
where you first meet
she kisses you outside
you buck and then you glide.
Nick is wide awake
he's scared of flying.
Even though he's dead,
he's scared of dying
you're happy where you are,
gliding through the stars.
Bit
My shrink says I'm too hard on myself. She's totally right, I totally do that. Why do I do that? Why am I such a stupid asshole that way? Why? Why?
Fragment #2
"Monsters Lead Such Interesting Lives"
sung by Mel Torme. The line from a Bugs Bunny cartoon.
You light the candles.
I'm the first one through the door.
If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans. But do it in that hilarious duck voice.
sung by Mel Torme. The line from a Bugs Bunny cartoon.
You light the candles.
I'm the first one through the door.
If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans. But do it in that hilarious duck voice.
2.00 divided by 7
Rhetorical Questions That Aren't Rhetorical
bit
not much
to go home to
one the other hand
why get out of bed?
I do what I want to
or I do what
someone says
bit
not much
to go home to
one the other hand
why get out of bed?
I do what I want to
or I do what
someone says
Page ?
Now I pluck a rubber band on my wrist any time I display a compulsive behavior.
Kip Conlon
Kip Conlon
Kip Conlon
Kip Conlon
[signatures]
Kip Conlon
Kip Conlon
Kip Conlon
Kip Conlon
[signatures]
5/15/8
The Universe Is A Trick Question
I believe superstitious people are morons.
If I stop believing this my heart will stop and both Santa Claus and I will die.
5/15/8 Levee. Some weird spontaneous decision to not go home. Rewardless so far. Picked up a copy of Force Majeure for 2 bucks at Salvation Army. [redacted] The Man Who Wasn't There.
I believe superstitious people are morons.
If I stop believing this my heart will stop and both Santa Claus and I will die.
5/15/8 Levee. Some weird spontaneous decision to not go home. Rewardless so far. Picked up a copy of Force Majeure for 2 bucks at Salvation Army. [redacted] The Man Who Wasn't There.
Fragment #1
It's dead
it's dead all around
try to go up
you'll only come down
say what you want
it's the heart of the heart
if you can't live for love
you can live for art.
Nice to see her. But that's that. And she's all gung-ho about someone else.
it's dead all around
try to go up
you'll only come down
say what you want
it's the heart of the heart
if you can't live for love
you can live for art.
Nice to see her. But that's that. And she's all gung-ho about someone else.
Wrinkled Scraps of Paper
You'd like me to stop speaking in platitudes?
You can't always get what you want.
You can't always get what you want.
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