It's 3am and it feels like somebody
somewhere
must be sticking bobby-pins into a voodoo doll
made in my distinctive image.
Unless of course it's just
re-distributed Universal Life Force Energy
stirred-up by yesterday's reike session.
Difficult to know which of those is the more unlikely explanation.
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Thursday, September 14, 2006
1st Day Of Rehearsals
Sleep for no more than 2 hours
beneath a thin single layer of damp canvas.
Arise feeling effects of exhaustion, dehydration and onsetting flu.
Don't shower. Eat nothing.
Drive hire-care to ferry terminal and board vessel.
Sleep until mainland is reached.
Dream of Ventnor and Freshwater Bay and Blackgang Chine.
Allow co-passenger to complete journey to capital city.
Sleep until arrival in TW1.
Dream of Devendra and Creosote and Tunng.
Try and stay awake during
roundtable discussion about character archs.
Fail to stay awake during
roundtable discussion about character archs.
Keeps shades on at all times.
Important to make a good first impression.
beneath a thin single layer of damp canvas.
Arise feeling effects of exhaustion, dehydration and onsetting flu.
Don't shower. Eat nothing.
Drive hire-care to ferry terminal and board vessel.
Sleep until mainland is reached.
Dream of Ventnor and Freshwater Bay and Blackgang Chine.
Allow co-passenger to complete journey to capital city.
Sleep until arrival in TW1.
Dream of Devendra and Creosote and Tunng.
Try and stay awake during
roundtable discussion about character archs.
Fail to stay awake during
roundtable discussion about character archs.
Keeps shades on at all times.
Important to make a good first impression.
Thursday, September 7, 2006
Forgive Me My Moment Of Weakness
I've come to the
Raffles cafe in Paddington,
in a bid to banish any lingering taste
of orthodontic silly-putty from my gums.
Raffles is an old school kind of place.
All set breakfasts. And chips with everything.
A dying bread in our modern frappaccino Britain.
The tablecloths are plastic green gingham.
The sauces are red and brown.
The walls are festooned with framed
black-and-white photographs
of Han Solo, Dorothy and Toto,
Kirk Douglas, Peter Lorre, Stan and Ollie,
Awesome Welles, Bogie, Garbo and Dietrich.
It's not the first time
I've come here in search of sustenance.
I ate here once before;
on a lazy Bank Holiday afternoon,
back when I was happy
and in love
and there wasn't dust and wood shavings
and polythene all over the floor
of the house I had yet to buy.
The impressions taken of my teeth
are hardening at room temperature as I order
baked beans and scrambled eggs on two toasts.
By the time I've finished my brew.
they'll have been collected by a courier
and begun their all-expenses-paid trip to Germany.
Raffles cafe in Paddington,
in a bid to banish any lingering taste
of orthodontic silly-putty from my gums.
Raffles is an old school kind of place.
All set breakfasts. And chips with everything.
A dying bread in our modern frappaccino Britain.
The tablecloths are plastic green gingham.
The sauces are red and brown.
The walls are festooned with framed
black-and-white photographs
of Han Solo, Dorothy and Toto,
Kirk Douglas, Peter Lorre, Stan and Ollie,
Awesome Welles, Bogie, Garbo and Dietrich.
It's not the first time
I've come here in search of sustenance.
I ate here once before;
on a lazy Bank Holiday afternoon,
back when I was happy
and in love
and there wasn't dust and wood shavings
and polythene all over the floor
of the house I had yet to buy.
The impressions taken of my teeth
are hardening at room temperature as I order
baked beans and scrambled eggs on two toasts.
By the time I've finished my brew.
they'll have been collected by a courier
and begun their all-expenses-paid trip to Germany.
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