"Bye bye, baby" Cybil says as she walks out the door. You can bet that Hollywood looks oh-so-good, much better than it ever has before. So my pets have left me in search of careers and richer soils, heading off to pure-bread friends and happy ends and anything to prove I’m disloyal. It’s not just […]

Sitting for lunch in a square in this town (this town that I’m new to), new fellow from my new town sat me down and explained it to me: how when I spin from him I spin from myself, the center can double the speed of the crust. Thank you, my treacherous friends. I’m cringing […]

Lot of knots, lot of snags, lot of holes, lot of cracks lot of crags. Lot of naggin’ old hags, lot of fools, lot of fool scum bags.Oh it’s such a drag, what a chore… oh your wounds are full of salt.Everything’s a stress and what’s more, well it’s all somebody’s fault. Hey! Get over […]

C-C-C-Cinnamon lips and candy kisses, on my tongue. Fun! B-B-B-Buttery eyes, if only cries could come from those eyes. Oh! Have you landed yet and, if so, would you let me know? I’m tired of looking up into those starry eyes. Does it rain where you are? Does it snow? And, if so, remind me […]

Another long quiet night…Another long quiet, lonely night spent at your side.Not a lot left to say…There’s not a lot that I still could say to change your mind. But with a little bit of money we could buy us a car.With a little luck we could get away from where we are.Let’s get out […]

How long did we all think this all would last?Who could have counted days as they flew past?But before we go, sing us a song.Sing us a song to hum through the hours of dying. Who would have though it’d come as such a show?A pink and silver day… who was to know?Even as we […]

Quit acting so friendly. Don’t nod don’t laugh all nicely. Don’t think you’ll up-end me. Don’t sigh, don’t sip your iced-tea. And don’t say, "It’s been a while…" And don’t flash that stupid smile. Don’t ask me how I’ve been. Don’t think I’ve forgotten, you never liked that necklace. So cordial, so rotten… Kiss, kiss, […]

Now its years since your body went flat and even memories of thatare all think and dull, all gravel and glass. But who needs themnow — displaced they’re easily more safe —the worst of it now: I can’t remember your face. Return. For a while, with the vertigo cured, we were alive — we were […]