VEE and THE SONNETS bloggerama

vacation apathy revisited

i sin
so that i forget to lie
i lay
unresponsive
with an empty stare
wondering why
the ceiling looks so bare
why i couldnt say no again
why thoughts race to no home
starving cats
quiet guitar
email responses
jobs to seek out
a new place to live
a reason for living
dreams to make real
college to finish
lovers to please
children to raise
money to make
cars to buy and upkeep
music to make
nights to go out
teeth to be cleaned
body to check out
body to excercize
mind to develop
things to get rid of
everything is getting stale
everything is getting hard
i hate everything right now
i hate everything because its now
i want to run away and collapse
find a strange place and recoil
into the arms of shellshock
the arms of cold
sit and watch
the moon and sun collide
the whispers of new air
the smell of something else
find my way through it all
retain my security walls
and listen above all
to the silence
as my life takes me away
from everything i know

morning song

im blazing like the sun
scorching eyes and burning flesh
everwhere i go i see vapor
in the air
on the ground
hot fields and dry grass
people hiding from my rays
overheating
mechanical malfunctions
pleasure
comfort
fever ridden
boiling blisters
bleaching agents
torn apart by elasticity
crackling twigs
sparks and flicker
hot air twisters
consuming all i see
let nothing stand in my way
gasoline
kerosene
panel cells
volcanic rock
i take a pill
and die at night
i will resurrect
in the shape of a bird
to the early morning song

broken chair

arriving late...
as usual
i made my way to the very back
took the seat that was damaged
repairing it was all i could think of
throughout the day i dreamed
of taking it home and buying a new screw for it
making it functional again and giving it new purpose
i sat on the edgetrying not to damage it further
i sat thereand dreamedso much that i didnt even think
how i was going to manage to take it homei never asked
and there is the problem
because by asking i draw attention to it
and i dont want to be noticed
or else the poor chair suffers
and i will think about it for days and days
thinking about how i couldve accomplished it
the ways it couldve worked it to my advantage
i sat there
and i thought a lot
and i decided to go to the store
buy the parts needed
and fix this chair
on the spot
tomorrow
everything
comes
tomorrow

Thursday, May 19, 2005
it's my party and i'll play if i want to
seriously,
the sonnets,
newly reformed w mystery new bassist
AND special guest
at phyllis' this saturday.
so this is basically a trial by fire show
to initiate the bassist
hehehe
this saturday
may 21st
phyllis' musical inn
1800 w. division (wood)10pmhttp://www.sonnetsrock.com

i wish i were an oscar meyer wiener
that way i wouldnt be sick. Damn, this cough has the best of me. Hope it aint serious. Ok, so i think the sonnets got a bassist for saturday. Got to rehearse it to see how well it goes. Trial by fire is the best way but still, its kinda nerve wrecking. Yeah so everything is kinda floating along, dont know where its gonna drop me or how but im trusting in good things happening.
i need some soup...damn i do wish i had a store next door so that i could just order me some soup and come back and die on my futon.
cough cough
ugghh
i need a remedy.