Tuesday, 11 August 2009

The Disposable Man

I am in mourning for the end of a world


I dreamt last night that I was made to move
to a place not of my own choosing

and in this forced relocation, many things that were precious to me were broken

my acoustic guitar
a favourite childhood toy
a gift from an old friend
and finally, my heart.

damaged and disposed of, and no one cared but me

left alone and lost, wondering who I could be
when the things that define me are tossed out with the trash


broken, disposable things from a
heartless, disposable man.

Saturday, 1 August 2009

Have you seen me lately?

I thought that someone would notice
I thought somebody would say something
If I was missing
Can't you see me?

So despite my over-dramatic Counting Crows lyrics above, in the last week I have to admit that 5 different people have noticed and commented on the fact that I am missing from the internet lately. Not to worry, everything's more or less okay. I've just been in sort of a mood lately and too lazy or unmotivated to bother with blogging and Facebook and all that nonsense. I am blaming it on the summer thing, combined with a pretty crappy work schedule for the last 6 weeks that has left me tired and listless when I finally get home for the day. However, the summer's half-way through and my favourite time of year is right around the corner! AND the crappy work schedule is officially over as of TODAY! So there go all my excuses! Does my overzealous use of exclamation points make you believe that I may be coming out of my funk?!?! Yeah, I don't buy it either.



having or showing little or no interest in anything; languid; spiritless; indifferent: a listless mood; a listless handshake.

Anyhow....So I have a week of random shifts starting tomorrow due to Simcoe Day on Monday. Kind of a pain but the holiday pay is worth it, and after that I should be back in a less demanding routine for 3 or 4 weeks...at least until Labour Day. What happens then? Who knows....

Yeah that's about all I have to say....I was just a little flattered that people missed me so I thought I better leave a quick note to explain. I'll be back one of these days...

I remember me
And all the little things that make up a memory
Like she said she loved to watch me sleep
Like she said:
"It's the breathing, it's the breathing in and out and in and..."
Have you seen me lately?