buzz & fade

I’m walking down Fitzroy St in Fitzroy, when I stop to say hello to a cat. As it stretches and stands up to look at me I hear an old Hank Williams song – Honky Tonkin’ – wafting through a screen door next to me. »

I was adrift awaiting the kind of enlightenment that comes from a temporary immersion in another place I dodged traffic learnt to read a few more characters and wondered if I could fit in somehow in a place like this. »

i tried to tame it i tried to help i lay myself bare i did things i never want to do again but i will because once you know how to do these things you can’t un-know them and when the meek ask for help one’s heart melts a little and you feel happy to be useful even trivially so for an hour or two sometimes knowing something so internally hateful »

lurking down below a bit stuck, this month dreaming of all sorts but feeling utterly powerless the joy of things has evaporated into smoke and repetition »

i fell into a dream on the other side of the world waves lapped at my feet the ocean called my name while gulls wheeled overhead you know how it is then the power flipped off loud beeps screamed somewhere nearby and i remembered where i was cramped in a tiny floating room trying not to trip over things working on some bogus idea and wondering if i’d ever see »