i walk through fields of fun and get through sticky wickets without so much as a hand in the small of my back. shop for veggies for one and freeze the leftovers, turn up to gigs and find my lovelies already at the roundest table with a chair for me. watch my favourite couples reach for each other on the beach, and feel happy.
it's in second date country that i feel the lonely. even with the wine and cheese and the dancing and the romancing and the sea just there. i see a protective film slide over his eyelids and my heart hardens in reply. the room is full of ex-girlfriends. i want to disappear into the guardian and find soft things there but it's all boredom and disaster, so reading the science of my own heart i get in the family wagon and drive home with Local and/or General for company.
it's a wonder that the people they find each other at all.
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Monday, June 6, 2011
appropriating radiolab
oh, your dog went missing? that's terrible. but maybe in the last few minutes of its tiny life it heard a pack of wild coyotes howling and went out to greet them and felt wild again, before the cubs all tore him to pieces and ate him.
[silence]
oh sorry, i didn't mean it like that. it's just this thing it happened on long island to this chick who's a reporter for radiolab, you know radiolab right? well she had this dog and they got a holiday house and the dog always stayed on the porch and the coyotes moved in at the same time and they'd hear them howling at night and they were wild right, started to bite little kids and eat ducks and stuff, and one night they got home and their dog was gone from the porch but they heard him wimper in the ti trees behind their house ok maybe not ti trees but bush or forest or whatever they have on long island. anyway they heard howling coyotes and the dog wimpering then silence. no trace. but after all these years she got to thinking maybe at the end he really got to be a wild thing you know? cos we keep them like small things but maybe the wild can come back. i dunno.
so yeah. i'll send you the link. anyway sorry about your dog. have you put up posters?
[silence]
oh sorry, i didn't mean it like that. it's just this thing it happened on long island to this chick who's a reporter for radiolab, you know radiolab right? well she had this dog and they got a holiday house and the dog always stayed on the porch and the coyotes moved in at the same time and they'd hear them howling at night and they were wild right, started to bite little kids and eat ducks and stuff, and one night they got home and their dog was gone from the porch but they heard him wimper in the ti trees behind their house ok maybe not ti trees but bush or forest or whatever they have on long island. anyway they heard howling coyotes and the dog wimpering then silence. no trace. but after all these years she got to thinking maybe at the end he really got to be a wild thing you know? cos we keep them like small things but maybe the wild can come back. i dunno.
so yeah. i'll send you the link. anyway sorry about your dog. have you put up posters?
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