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You And Me, Bess

We picked our way
down to the beach,
watching the waves
dragging out of our reach:
tangling tails, like a sodden sheet;
dangling entrails
from the gut of the sea.

Hoarding our meals (alfalfa and rolls);
trying not to catch
the cold eyes of the gulls--
I hope Mother Nature has not
overheard!
(Though, she doles out hurt
like a puking bird.)

We stayed for the winter.
No-one told us
about the laws of the land.
I hold my own.
But you, with your hunger--
you, on the other hand--
make yourself known.

And when we were found,
I know we both grieved.
My heart made the sound of
snow falling from eaves.
You and me, Bess,
we were as thick as thieves.
So I swore, nonetheless, up and down,
it was only me.
They took me away,
and, after some time
studying my case,
must have made up their minds.
By the time you realized I was dying,
it must have been too late.
I believe you were not lying.

It is the day.
I wake,
with my ears cocked up like a gun
(like every day, of course),
yanked by my wrists
to the sugar-front courtyard--
now tell me, what have I done?
It seems I have stolen a horse.
I step to the gallows.
Who do you think you are--
arching your hooves like a crane,
in the shallow gutter
that lines the boulevards,
crowded with folks
who just stare as I hang?
It's all the same.
Kindness comes over me;
what was your name?
It makes no difference.
I'm glad that you came.
Forever, I'll listen to your glad neighing.

I would like some peace of mind, I've got such a heavy heart, and you were broken down before you had a chance to start

It's been a while, I think. I've kind of been avoiding any sort of...internet...stuff.

Something happened somewhat recently and since then I've decided to give up facebook (I was already on the verge of disowning it to begin with) and my cellphone; I'm just avoiding instant/constant social interaction for some indefinite amount of time.

All I'm going to say is that I lost someone incredibly close to me and even as I'm typing this I can feel my eyeballs turn to cotton as the sadness boils up in me.

But because I've become a recluse lately I just want to type this out to hopefully let a few people know I'm still alive, etc. etc.

Was upstate at this years ATP, which was...bittersweet. It was far too soon and I'm still not sure if going was a right choice or not, but nontheless I did have a good time. Favourite show of the weekend was without question The Books, who also came out with my album of the year. Second place goes to Beak>, who I'm currently very obsessed with. And third goes to my personal faves Fuck Buttons, who pretty much played the same set I've heard twice before but they still kicked so much ass.
Also saw: Girls, Vivian Girls, Shellac, The Breeders, Hope Sandoval and the Warm Inventions, Kurt Vile, Papa M, Tortoise, uh...I know there's more...I'm just forgetting them.

I think I'm going to change this blog layout. It's kind of getting on my nerves. Title and junk too. EXPECT CHANGES.