Monday, December 21, 2009

I couldn't keep the night from coming in

When you ate I saw your eyelashes
Saw them shake like wind on rushes
In the corn field when she called me
Moths surround me, thought they'd drown me

And I miss your precious heart,
And I miss your precious heart

Dried rose petal, red brown circles
Frame your eyes and stained your knuckles
Dried rose petal, red brown circles
Frame your eyes and stained your knuckles

And all those lonely nights down by the river,
Brought me bread and water, water in,
But though I tried so hard my little darling,
I couldn't keep the night from coming in

And all those lonely nights down by the river,
I was brought my bread and water by the kith and the kin,
Now in the quiet hour when I am sleepin',
I cannot keep the night from comin' in

Why've you gone away
Gone away again
I'll sleep through the rest of my days
If you've gone away again
I sleep through the rest of my days
And I sleep through the rest of my days
And I sleep through the rest of my days

Why've you gone away, away
Seven suns, seven suns
Away, away, away, away

Can you hear me, will you listen
Don't come near me, don't go missing
In the lissome light of evening
Help me, Cosmia, I'm grieving

And all those lonely nights down by the river
Brought me bread and water, water in
But though I tried so hard my little darling
I couldn't keep the night from coming in

And all those lonely nights down by the river
I was brought my bread and water by the kith and the kin
Now in the quiet hour when I am sleepin'
I cannot keep the night from comin' in

Beneath the porch light we've all been circling
Beat our dust hearts, singe our flour wings
But in the corner, something is happening
Wild Cosmia, what have you seen

Water were your limbs, and the fire was her hair
And then the moonlight caught your eye
And you rose through the air
Well, if you've seen true light, then this is my prayer
Will you call me when you get there

And I miss your precious heart
And miss, and miss, and miss
And miss, and miss, and miss, and miss, and miss your heart
But release your precious heart
To its feast, for precious hearts


Laurens take of Alabama night sky Pictures, Images and Photos

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Butterflies

There was a man. He wore a suit and worked in the city. He quit his job and went to live in a corrugated iron hut in the middle of the desert. He played guitar all day and all night, alone in the corrugated iron hut. One day he met a professional female surfer and when the man kissed the woman they both turned into butterflies.

Friday, November 27, 2009

Monkey & Bear

My Christmas List
- Polaroid camera + film

- Ipod speakers

- Disney

- Jane Austen

- JB Hi Fi voucher

- Itunes voucher

+ countless more dvds and cd's. And money too.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Flying A Kite

Dear charming kite,
Do litely bite
The foggy fields, the lowing lanes
The rickety roads and the kneeling plains
Oh lazy light
With massive might

You dare my dream of snowy cloth
Felt snapping white as albatross
Is bitten by the wind and rocks
Is hushed into the clary moss
Is ushered here to count his loss
My kite; pale cotton, willow cross

You take my tattered fist
It's like a catalyst
It's like a roiling writhing wall of 'has it come to this?'

If this is medicine
It tastes like medicine
Just help me get it in

Oh gnarly night
It's like a dog fight
It's like a cat fight
And if i could just hold you close to me,
I guess i hold you close to me
It's like a bull fight

And I see I give you a piece of my mind
But i'm giving you a piece of my mouth
You blushing boy's how could you be so blind?

La, da-da, dee, di
Look at my kite fly
Over foggy fields
The pungent pines
The verdant veils
The vapid vines
And the thousand purple cups of wine
The tearing teeth and the four full tines
The crumpling feast and the dawdling dine

And you do
Get me off the floor
Stand there staring for a minute
Like you never saw a girl before
There is the door

And like the streets are like an open mouth
I head south
And you stand fair and square and I stand there
Until the fall blots me out

There is no more
The cat and mouse to block the door
There is no more



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Saturday, October 24, 2009

!

Haaaiii everybody,

I don't usually like writing a lot in my blog, but seeing as I don't have anyone to talk to I might as well write a bit about my exciting day.

So today I had to be at Bakers Delight at 8:50am for my training day. I got there and a nice lady showed me everything and I started by sweeping the floor. Anyways I worked until 12, and I learnt how to use the bread slicer and the till, how to package the products and tie them, and how to act when serving customers. I actually got to serve people, but I needed a little help because it was my first day.

So yeah, I have to be there again on Thursday and Sunday, then i'll be officially on the roster :)

Yaaaay!

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

^.^

"Let me help you.
Step down. Here we go! 
The drum major's widow! She's worn his coat since the day he died. 
The horse's head has lost an ear! That's the florist laughing. He has crinkly eyes.
In the bakery window, lollipops. 
Smell that! They're giving out melon slices!
Sugarplum ice cream!
We're passing the park butcher. Ham, 79 francs. Spareribs, 45!
Now the cheese shop. Picadors are 12.90. Cabecaus 23.50.
A baby's watching a dog that's watching the chickens.
Now we're at the kiosk by the metro. I'll leave you here. Bye!"



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Friday, October 9, 2009