Monday, November 9, 2009

music monday: Sarah Slean - Wilderness

When's it gonna come out
Day or night or dream
I'm hiding in the mountains
Waiting for a breeze

I'm no good at keeping secrets
This one's gonna bleed
I've gotta have the baby
On my hands and knees

Oh, oh Wilderness
Where's the bird that knows their way?
I aim, I fire at emptiness

I can hear the monster
Scratching at the door
Wake up, wake up, my little darling
I'm back for more

I pick apart my nightmare
One worm at a time
Leaking all my courage
Waiting for a sign

Oh, oh Wilderness
Where's the light that leads their way?
I aim, I fire at emptiness

I aim, I fire at emptiness

Sunday, November 8, 2009

LEAVING KILLOUGH

it was a monster outside the window

all darkness
rasping whispers
like nothing i had seen

an idyllic place by the sea
can turn into a menace overnight-
almost like
my insides had turned out,
the restless sleep
and untucked blankets
churned up a storm,
one to lock me in,
doors and windows shut
hands pressed over ears to drown out
the rattling branches tapping against glass
and eyes squeezed shut
to wipe out the memory.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

messy

i'm living in filth
messy sheets
clothing piles.

there are crumpled reciepts
and kleenex on the floor
next to the garbage can.

neat little piles of
safety pins
and lip gloss tubes
on the desk.

i clean it gets dirty.

the organization is superficial.

Monday, November 2, 2009

hostage.

you took me and told me
that i would be fine
i didn't have to be afraid
wandering hallways and corridors on my own

but all the same
i kept a knife in pocket
touched it with the tips of my fingers
pushed it farther down

locked it in drawers
when you would show up unannounced

you almost found it once
i got away
i locked the bathroom door
panicked
and slid it down the drain

i know that you know
you know everything
but you don't ask questions
and it wouldn't take a push or

a claw hand on a wrist
just a finger on the pulse
below the jaw

the arch of the eyebrow
collarbone

i would exhale it all
without effort.

Gemini November 2nd Horoscope

Today's sensible Taurus Full Moon reminds us to simplify our lives. We imagine that our dreams will come true as lovely Venus harmonizes with illusory Neptune. But we receive mixed messages from the cosmos as three planets form tense aspects with shocking Uranus, indicating that we may not be able to find the peace we seek. Unexpected twists and turns create a few surprises along the way, but satisfaction is likely later in the evening.

music monday: Dragonette - Liar

Don't stand too close to me
If you're left alone with me... ahh!
And leave that door open
Get someone to keep us company

Cause I've been making up a list of things I'd do to you
As we would dance on either side of the room
But it's too late, I'd never say it
Anyway, I'm taken and we're both leaving with who we came

Somewhere you're sleeping it off
But I'm wide awake
Chasing a runaway thought
So come on say it!

You could feel it too
Don't hide - You liar!
Some kind of thunder inside
Don't speak, don't breathe
Don't touch the fire
It's gonna burn us alive

I know you could feel it too
I saw you - Liar!
Standing off, run away
One look, one touch
We won't survive it
It's gonna burn us alive

But I've come to close to this
I rub myself against it, oh no!
I can't touch it but I feel it
Can't use it but I need it, Oh!

Oh no, you don't fool me
But I can keep a secret
I can read it like you wrote it all down
And I'm not looking for your love
But we would do it well
And that's the bit I can't stop thinking about

Somewhere you're sleeping it off
But I'm wide awake
Chasing a runaway thought
Just try proving me wrong
But I'll find a way
Make you confess to it all

You could feel it too
Don't hide - You liar!
Some kind of thunder inside
Don't speak, don't breathe
Don't touch the fire
It's gonna burn us alive

I know you could feel it too
I saw you - Liar!
Standing off, run away
One look, one touch
We won't survive it
It's gonna burn us alive

I wanna wrestle with a savage creature - I can
That kind of wild thing could jump up and eat ya
Some covet cause it's human nature
But I'm coming to the core: Attention!
Some love is got a built-in heater
Some heat is gotta catch on fire
Put it out while you still can
You know, you play with fire...
You gonna get burned

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Metaphors for a housewife

Boiling pasta is nothing like washing one’s hair in the sea.
And when I look out the window to the right of the stove
I see brick wall, a clothesline, and a bit of murky grey fog
hanging in the air over the trees.

I am not a ballet dancer taking her final bow.
My pirouettes elicit such responses as
‘watch out for that lamp’ and
‘you’re standing in front of the tv’!

Jay Leno’s monologue sounds like a jackhammer.
Yet the volume button is held down
until the television reaches a decibel level
normally reserved for airplane jet engines.

My family is like a petting zoo.
I get bitten when pulling on sweaters
and my floor is covered in some substance
not unlike the straw you would find in a horse stall.

A romantic trip for two is not driving to the Ikea in Coquitlam
no matter what my husband may say.
Although he did buy me that new set of cutlery and plates,
and for that I am thankful.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Gemini October 22nd Horoscope

The Moon remains in adventurous Sagittarius today, filling our imaginations with all kinds of bold schemes and dreams. We may be thinking about taking a trip or embarking on a new course of study. Whether or not we begin a journey now, we are setting the stage for what's to come. The Sun's electric biquintile to shocking Uranus can surprise us by opening a door of opportunity. We can see great things ahead, but still must set a goal so we can reach it.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Postcard from Las Vegas

I've been rolling snake eyes since you left.
There's no magic in the desert anymore. Cactus, scorpion, tumbleweed.
I had visions of the two of us; dusty beach and neon moon, skyscraper and laser lights, vast desert under stars. It's all hyper flourescent, saturated in extremes. The sky was painted glow in the dark.
Maybe I'll wander into the desert, let it suck the water from my pores. You remind me of the desert.
I hope this finds you well.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

80 miles an hour

as we drive down slick highways
so cold i can't feel my toes
it was dark this morning and it's dark now
all day i never saw sun break the clouds
i close my eyes and it's dark
and i bet it stays dark out there while i sleep
so it can only mean that the world is ending
as we hurtle down the highway at 80 miles an hour
haunting abandoned motels along the way
i don't know and i haven't heard where we're going
constant cigarette smoke floating from the drivers seat
tells me that you don't either