poem

I have nothing interesting to say except that My room is civilised and has three doors. For easy leaving.

and it felt like time for a poem.

in the ordered rows with the
insistant pulsing in its ears,
a puppet dances to
the music in its heart.

or two

He's somewhat, irreverent with fate
and lacks grace. Poise is
important, if one wishes to
die well. you know?

or three


it seems that everything is connected.
I felt it dreaming; in the end, reflections
in my window remind me of myself,
surprise dulled by repetition.

there. now.. analyse!

as requested by the only person who reads this.

I think I'll make it a long, and extremely boring post. Just to annoy.

Anyway, today I helped John move house. He has cerebral palsy, so he supervised from his wheelchair. It was kind of.. well, boring, but also almost felt like I was accomplishing something, which can be nice. And I had pizza for lunch. Pizza is always good.
Unfortunately, this was actually everything I did today. So the rest of the day was very, very dull.

So, it's going to be a list. and then a poem. and then we'll see.

things. to think about, do, remember. in the order i think of them.

• Tomorrow I will go have drinks with Eric. At the botanical gardens, I think.
• I will also top up my phone,
• have a long shower (with Eric? I'm not sure.),
• having topped up my phone, talk to people who don't talk unless talked to. Maybe Laurence?,
• Tidy my room again,
• accidentially break sallys bowling for soup cd.
  
• and make two or three new characters.
• come up with a very, very silly system for making the world a better place.
• make the world a better place, Without using the system.
• ask some people some really, really difficult questions. Aim to challenge their most deeply ingrained morals without actually offending them. Set out as if trying to convince them of something, but halfway through the discussion inform them that I was simply trying to make them think. Ask why they hadn't(or had?) thought about this kind of thing before.
• Write a script for the movie I was considering. Make it cheesy and full of references to shakepeare, the bible, and Fooly Cooly.
• Try and get someone to listen to something they probably shouldn't like. Maybe get Eric into Dimmu?
• spend at least an hour trying to think my way through my situation, and come out of it with a smile and a plan.
• Write some more poetry.

Speaking of poetry, here;

drift the whisper across
the red-wood table top.
they're waiting for you
don't think, don't pause

for some reason the metre suggests a rhyming couplet, so in some ways the 'pause' feels unnatural. This seems to work, but the rest is fairly generic. Any thoughts, anyone?

I think that counts as a post, doesn't it?

post

this post is a coded message.
you will decode its instructions in your sleep,
and execute them in the spaces between
moments of will. neither you nor i will
ever know the contents of this message.

Today.

Today I attempted to sleep in. I continued with this inspired strategy until about 9, when I remembered that Sam was coming over at 10:30. So I got up.

In other news, I wrote a poem last night. Here it is;

"out beside the ripples and
lightplay on the shifting surface
where the wind wonders why it sings
and I lose my mind again.

"in the gilded cage she's
throwing tainted music
down her gasping throat
and waiting

out beside the playground lights
where the traffic hums and roars along
to the chatter in the office blocks
and i find my self alone"

for her prince of lies and cruel
dice, sharpened cards.
dawn is coming and there's
almost no time."

this morning the watcher flicks his
eyes across the world and
wonders why she's so sad?
and he looks confused( I think.)

I'd love it if someone(s) could tell me what it means.. as I have no idea. XD


and it's eleven fifty seven (hey)

Stabity Stab.

Tonight, I am a little bored. Because everyone has left, and I'm all alone with a computer and an increasingly tempting bed. But I don't want to sleep because it's silly. Don't ask why. (you won't, as 'you' don't exist. This is because nobody reads this.)
Therefore I'm going to make a to do list. For.. the next week or so. In no particular order;

1) sleep in till the day after tomorrow.
2) Find new and interesting people to talk to.
3) Has been deleted and I don't want to re-number them all.
4) Draw something pseudo-comicgoth.
5) Hit on someone inappropriate. that's always fun.
6) Take a very, very silly photo (possibly of someone who's just been inappropriately hit on?)
because you can't have a to do list without people on it,
7) Someone fun.
8) talk to some people I know, but don't talk to. Maybe Jenny/Jess/Ben? Who knows.

There, wasn't that exciting?

the first one.

having been pressured into making this.. here it is.
I suppose I should start with today.. Today, was my last exam. I'm happy about this.
and it didn't go too badly, in the scheme of latin exams. Tomorrow, I think, I'll find something more interesting to do/say. It won't matter, as nobody will read this.