after the dog flew away mum was mad with dad for not fixing the net like he said he would and dad was grumpy because he knew he should have fixed the net like he said he would and the yard was quiet without the swooshing of the dog’s wings and there was no chance of getting licked on the back of the neck when you least expected it
and i had to pretend i was sad but it was me who tore the net hole bigger and unclipped the dog’s chain and he flew around for a bit and didn’t leave because i was there and so i said goodbye and went inside and then when i wasn’t looking he found the net hole and flew away to probably join one of those roaming flocks you see.
the heater is on
it is hot
now it is off
it is still hot
that’s the way it goes
just cos you turn it off
doesn’t mean it cools down
all things wash away
especially sugar cubes
man, you get a sugar cube wet and poof!
it’s gone, baby.
you were supply
i was demand
we balanced ourselves
in meaty desire
we unbalanced scales
twittered and trickled
slid down sideways
ruined it all
you’ll never be better than you are right now
you’ll never be fitter or thinner
you’ll never be more loved that you are right now
you’ll never be surrounded by more friends
you’ll never be happier and laughing
you’ll never be
well, that’s it
you’ll never be
arrayed on the shelf for health there are pills
and potions and medicines yellow and blue to swallow
and take just one for relief, take two for more relief,
take them all for eternal relief, for bottles filled with passion
and heat to swallow so you will dance and fling back and forth
and sometimes after that night sigh you can get up and take something
from a bottle or box, feel that chalky pill catch in your mouth or the
liquid gulp down for relief, take one for relief, take two for more relief
take them all for eternal relief.
so i’ve got this machine here
it makes plans
and this one here
makes plans for the planner
the blue one, shiny steel
it adds, subtracts, multiplies
it doesn’t divide
that is this guy here
this crippled one
it blows it
this one repairs
this one ruins
green over there
tells me it’s alright
black by the window
surveys the night
cold hands
warm heart
cold heart
warm ears
cold ears
warm tongue
cold tongue
warm skin
cold skin
dead