Thursday, 27 July 2017

Perils.



That decidedly ordinary and entirely suburban pleasure of stopping for the lollipop person as they usher the last of the weekday schoolchildren across the road. Warm and rich and right.
And that decidedly exquisite feeling as you blast the horn twenty meters later at the oncoming Lamborghini Aventador that pulls a u turn directly in front of you without as much as an indicator signal.
BEEEEP!
"What are you doing, you fucking prick?! Dumbarsed jizzrag dickwad!"
I figured afterwards they could have been mobsters or they may have even been so damned wealthy they could have buried me through the court system for the remainder of my natural life.
On the other hand, fuck 'em. I'd already done my one good deed for the day.

Drivin'

Wednesday, 26 July 2017

Before I forget.




Then there was that one Friday night when we dropped acid and you wanted chocolate milk at three in the morning, so we walked from Top Ryde to Mascot airport and watched the planes land. I don't think we ever did get the chocolate milk. Happy birthday, whoever you are.
Wherever I am.



Wednesday, 12 July 2017

Here we are again.



Most moments pass like hurtling trains,
Between the day jobs and the distractions we use to fill the gaps, and the occasional fortunes - good, bad or otherwise.
As we all pick up the pieces of our lives.
But this day, everything seems slower.
The breeze hurts on the skin
Something simple, like absentmindedly scratching an itch on my forehead causes a small, noticeable suffering.
A leaden step
that makes everywhere I have to be seem a million miles away and hardly worth taking the effort for.
Even the morning cup of tea isn't the same
And my guess is that today I just won't feel myself.
I could ask the same questions I've been asking these past three years but I'm not going to.
I'm old now and the working day won't let me writhe and wrack in the mire as I've been known to do
but in this painfully strung out moment, as with all other moments, never think I've forgotten your crazy brain,
Our crazy schemes,
Those crazy days.
I will remember your insanity forever and beyond, Jake.

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