Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Breakfast at 3PM

Yorick's Answer to Hamlet
Hamlet's Biggest Question



I don’t know where my fascination with staying awake comes from. I guess you could say my sleep schedule is royally Franked right about now. I’ll be lucky to fall asleep before 6 AM these days, and even luckier to wake up before 3 PM. That leaves me a good 15 hours to get things accomplished during the afternoon, midday, twilight, night, midnight, dawn, morning…

I suppose I should go to bed now. I feel a storm-a-brewing. No strong winds or flash floods, no nothing like that–just an angry swarm of yawns. I expect them to come like locusts and eat everything in sight. They’ll start at the face, covering every inch of it, and then will work their way down into full sleep paralysis.  And when I am fully covered, I’ll be able to slip away from myself and imagine that I’m on a blood soaked battlefield getting stabbed, that I’m bailing my best friend out of jail, or that 28 years has passed since I last felt desire.

Tomorrow I’ll eat the locusts with honey toast and raspberry jam, and maybe a glass of milk. That’s always the best way to wash that sort of thing down. I look forward to it now. And then I can begin my productive cycle all over again.

"To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream:
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
when we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
must give us pause: there's the respect
that makes calamity of so long life..."

-Hamlet
To die, to sleep; To wake up at the ripe hour of 3 PM and devour my breakfast.

Monday, July 11, 2011

Maria

Okay here’s the scenario. It’s July 7th, on the 2011th year, at roughly 2 AM.

I decided to put my mp3 player on shuffle and flip through songs at random until the dates all matched up. Then I selected snippets of text from each song and created a poem from a jumble of lyrics. I am leaving it up to fate to tell me what I need to discover for today. Let’s see how this thing turned out, shall we?

Songs:
(After 7 songs) “Taste” – Animal Collective [lyrics] [song]
(7 songs later) “For No One” – The Beatles [lyrics] [song]
(11 songs later) “Maria” – Still Remains [lyrics] [song]
(2 songs later) “Hello Seattle” – Owl City [lyrics] [song]


                                                              

Maria:

Your day breaks when she wakes up
in a living room filled with arts and crafts,
and no longer needs you.

Throwing beams of bright lights,
red in the morning, blue
in the evening sun.
She takes her time and doesn't feel
she has to hurry.

But what I really want is a
simple place to fall asleep.
The place where my friend and me
were having laughs,
rolling in the evening breeze.

***
She says that long ago she knew someone
but now he's gone.
But me, I called and called and
never heard from her again.
I'll keep an open mind if you let me in.

You stay home, she goes out.
I told you to stay here
in the hills and highlands
through the rain and open wind.

I told you to struggle to keep your life,
beneath the blue waves.

***

All I want to know
is how they broke you…
And maybe you would have more luck
playing those tasty games when I fall asleep.

Am I really all the things
that are outside of me?

I sing about the tide and the ocean surf,
and something in my heart tells me it's a weakness.

Your mind aches.
You won't forget her.
Maria.

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Beautiful Anthem


Beautiful anthem of my mind
you grace my heart with bullets
and my ears go deaf
in an attempt to hear your song.

Song:
Happiness is a warm gun – The Beatles

“…when I hold you in my arms and I feel my
finger on your trigger I know nobody can do
me no harm because happiness is a warm gun…”

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Spider Thoughts
















I didn't kill the moth on my wall
or the mosquito in my room,
but I did release the large spider
sleeping in my cooking pot.

Into the wild
to protect my two new friends.
Hoping maybe he could scare you too.