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Time for a slight shake-up
Nov. 24th, 2001 11:20 pmGetting just a bit bored with the routine. It's time to pick some of my old abandoned projects back up and get back to them. Nothing worse than a neglected project that's just waiting on a shelf to be completed, and the back of your mind wants to work on it, and you always make the excuse of "there's never any time". Well, time to make time. I fritter away my time at night, and during the day too. A change is necessary. I shall make it upon the morrow. Sleep on it tonight.
And now, poetry. Not mine, but one I enjoy. No real deep meaning or emotion I'm trying to get across. I just feel like putting these here. :)
"Exits to freeways twisted like knots on the fingers.
Jewels cleaving skin between
Breasts.
Your Cadillac breathes 400 horses over blue lines.
You are going to Recida
To make love to a model from Ohio whose real name you don't
Know.
You spin,
Like the Cadillac was overturning down a cliff
On television,
And the radio is on,
And the Radio Man is speaking,
And the Radio Man says women were a curse
So men built Paramount Studios
And men built Columbia Studios
And men build Los Angeles.
It is 5 A.M.
And you are listening
To Los Angeles.
And the Radio Man says it is a beautiful night out there.
And the Radio Man says rock and roll lives,
And the Radio Man says it is a beautiful night out there in Los Angeles.
You live in Los Angeles, and you are going to Recida.
We are all in some way or another going to Recida some day to die.
And the Radio Man laughs,
Because the Radio Man fucks a model too.
Gone savage for teenagers with automatic weapons and boundless love.
Gone savage for teenagers who are aesthetically pleasing,
In other words, fly.
Los Angeles beckons the teenagers to come to her on buses.
Los Angeles loves love.
It is 5 A.M.
And you are listening
To Los Angeles.
I am going to Los Angeles
To build a screenplay about lovers who murder each other
I am going to Los Angeles
To see my own name on a screen
Five feet long and luminous
As the Radio Man says it is 5 A.M.,
And the sun has charred the other side of the world and come back to us,
And painted the smoke over our heads in imperial violet.
It is 5 A.M.
And you are listening
To Los Angeles.
You are listening
To Los Angeles."
- Soul Coughing, Screenwriter's Blues
And now, poetry. Not mine, but one I enjoy. No real deep meaning or emotion I'm trying to get across. I just feel like putting these here. :)
"Exits to freeways twisted like knots on the fingers.
Jewels cleaving skin between
Breasts.
Your Cadillac breathes 400 horses over blue lines.
You are going to Recida
To make love to a model from Ohio whose real name you don't
Know.
You spin,
Like the Cadillac was overturning down a cliff
On television,
And the radio is on,
And the Radio Man is speaking,
And the Radio Man says women were a curse
So men built Paramount Studios
And men built Columbia Studios
And men build Los Angeles.
It is 5 A.M.
And you are listening
To Los Angeles.
And the Radio Man says it is a beautiful night out there.
And the Radio Man says rock and roll lives,
And the Radio Man says it is a beautiful night out there in Los Angeles.
You live in Los Angeles, and you are going to Recida.
We are all in some way or another going to Recida some day to die.
And the Radio Man laughs,
Because the Radio Man fucks a model too.
Gone savage for teenagers with automatic weapons and boundless love.
Gone savage for teenagers who are aesthetically pleasing,
In other words, fly.
Los Angeles beckons the teenagers to come to her on buses.
Los Angeles loves love.
It is 5 A.M.
And you are listening
To Los Angeles.
I am going to Los Angeles
To build a screenplay about lovers who murder each other
I am going to Los Angeles
To see my own name on a screen
Five feet long and luminous
As the Radio Man says it is 5 A.M.,
And the sun has charred the other side of the world and come back to us,
And painted the smoke over our heads in imperial violet.
It is 5 A.M.
And you are listening
To Los Angeles.
You are listening
To Los Angeles."
- Soul Coughing, Screenwriter's Blues
