Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Too busy to blog?
I've noticed that for the past June, July and August I've averaged only three posts per month. And seeing as David Mohan provided me with at least one of those posts, its a pretty paltry tally.
Its not like nothings been happening.
Currently I've been occupied with a collapsing ceiling and flooding of my attic. My baby recently turned two. The gourds have powdery mildew, the sprouts fighting the good fight against the cabbage whites and the rhubarb has staged a miraculous death bed recovery. Friends and family have been visited with the twin trials of tweedle-doom and tweedle doomer. I've worked hard to ruin VariousCushions burgeoning radio career.
So, you see, busy.
Perhaps its just been too much happening.
And still, I can think of nothing to say.
Oh well, here's a poem wot I wrote.
Love pools purple in our ankles
the pathologist tuts.Checks his watch.
We died two years ago.
The bacteria feast on our viscera
growing fat on blame and bitterness
We go stiff then liquid
oozing mistrust and lies into the carpet.
zip us up, what little that remains,
identify us using record.
photos of smiling happy times.
letters we wrote with love.
vows uttered. hands held.
We died two years ago
Painful, agonising and slow.