The Death of TL

A very good friend of mine, who until just the other day
I've always thought of as a "hopeless romantic", said to me:
"I don't believe in true love anymore either."

This friend of mine, she's one in a million - someone who is
genuinely good and unpretentious. I've always kind of
seen her as a cute, innocent little sister who I must protect
from the flawed, cruel, and unforgiving world. I've always loved
her charming naivete. In my eyes she seemed forever young.

When I thought back on her words, I felt like the overprotective
busybody elder sister realizing that her little lamb had suddenly grown up.
This sweet girl with whom I've had the most stimulating discussions with
about the romantic mythos has declared she didn't believe anymore
in something she used to staunchly, steadfastly, persistently tried to defend.

Now me being me, I didn't think much about it at that time.
But later I thought, "Did she really say what I thought she said?"
Yes, she did. And I quite shocked myself when I found out that
it made me feel quite sad, indeed. That's it, then.
The Death of True Love.

If even the hopeless romantics don't believe in it anymore,
then it can't possibly be possible anymore.
I try to count on my ten fingers how many more people
I know still hold on to their faith that TL is alive and well.
Yep, I still need more than two hands for that. But as of
Tuesday night, the God of Love just might have lost another worshipper.

A moment of silence for the dying...

This is not a poem though

just the other day I was
told I could be
a poet. So
I tried to write
fancy dancing
worded nonsense. Of course
I wish it were
true and my words
could be true beauty but
I fail, and wait.
Write. Right. Fail again.
My apologies. I am no
poet. A poet is
only as good as a poem.
This couldn't be
a poem, could it?

Come Undone - Duran Duran

Mine, immaculate dream, made breath and skin, I've been waiting for you,
Signed, with a home tattoo, Happy birthday to you was created for you.


(Can't ever keep from falling apart.. At the seams)
(Can't I believe you're taking my heart.. to pieces)

Ahh, it'll take a little time, might take a little crime to come undone
Now we'll try to stay blind, to the hope and fear outside,
Hey child, stay wilder than the wind
And blow me in to cry.

Who do you need?
Who do you love?
When you come undone.

(chorus)


Words, playing me deja vu, Like a radio tune I swear I've heard before,
Chill, is it something real, Or the magic I'm feeding off your fingers

(Can't ever keep from falling apart.. at the seams)
(Can I believe you're taking my heart.. to pieces)


Lost, in a snow filled sky, we'll make it alright, to come undone,
Now we'll try to stay blind, to the hope and fear outside,
Hey child, stay wilder than the wind -
And blow me in to cry.

(chorus)

Ordinary World - Duran Duran

Came in from a rainy Thursday
On the avenue
Thought I heard you talking softly

I turned on the lights, the TV
And the radio
Still I can't escape the ghost of you

What has happened to it all?
Crazy, some are saying
Where is the life that I recognize?
Gone away

But I won't cry for yesterday
There's an ordinary world
Somehow I have to find
And as I try to make my way
To the ordinary world
I will learn to survive

Passion or coincidence
Once prompted you to say
"Pride will tear us both apart"
Well now pride's gone out the window
Cross the rooftops
Run away
Left me in the vacuum of my heart

What is happening to me?
Crazy, some'd say
Where is my friend when I need you most?
Gone away

But I won't cry for yesterday
There's an ordinary world
Somehow I have to find
And as I try to make my way
To the ordinary world
I will learn to survive

Papers in the roadside
Tell of suffering and greed
Here today, forgot tomorrow
Ooh, here besides the news
Of holy war and holy need
Ours is just a little sorrowed talk

And I don't cry for yesterday
There's an ordinary world
Somehow I have to find
And as I try to make my way
To the ordinary world
I will learn to survive

Every one
Is my world, I will learn to survive
Any one
Is my world, I will learn to survive
Any one
Is my world
Every one
Is my world

"Everything looks interesting until you do it. Then you find it's just another job."
- Terry Pratchett, Moving Pictures

Ain't No Rest for the Wicked - Cage the Elephant

I was walkin' down the street
When out the corner of my eye
I saw a pretty little thing approaching me
She said I never seen a man
Who looked so all alone
Oh could you use a little company
And if you pay the right price
Your evening will be nice
You can go and send me on my way
I said you're such a sweet young thing
Why you do this to yourself
She looked at me and this is what she said

Oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked
Money don't grow on trees
I got bills to pay
I got mouths to feed
Ain't nothing in this world for free
No I can't slow down
I can't hold back
Though you know I wish I could
No there ain't no rest for the wicked
Until we close our eyes for good

Not even 15 minutes later
I'm still walkin' down the street
When I saw the shadow of a man creep out of sight
And then he swept up from behind
He put a gun up to my head
He made it clear he wasn't lookin' for a fight
He said give me all you got
I want your money not your life
But if you try to make a move I won't think twice
I told him you can have my cash
But first you know I gotta ask
What made you want to live this kind of life

He said there ain't no rest for the wicked
Money don't grow on trees
I got bills to pay
I got mouths to feed
Ain't nothing in this world for free
No I can't slow down
I can't hold back
Though you know I wish I could
No there ain't no rest for the wicked
Until we close our eyes for good

Well now a couple hours past
And I was sitting in my house
The day was winding down and coming to an end
So I turned on the TV
And flipped it over to the news
And what I saw I almost couldn't comprehend
I saw a preacher man in cuffs
He'd taken money from the church
He'd stuffed his bank account with righteous dollar bills
But even still I can't say much
Because I know we're all the same
Oh yes we all seek out to satisfy those thrills

You know there ain't no rest for the wicked
Money don't grow on trees
We got bills to pay
We got mouths to feed
Ain't nothing in this world for free
No we can't slow down
We can't hold back
Though you know we wish we could
No there ain't no rest for the wicked
Until we close our eyes for good

Doesn't Remind Me - Audioslave

I walk the streets of Japan till I get lost
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan carrying a cross
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like studying faces in a parking lot
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like driving backwards in the fog
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything

[Chorus]
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget

I like gypsy moths and radio talk
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like colorful clothing in the sun
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I ilke hammering nails and speaking in tongues
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything

[Chorus]
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need

Bend and shape me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
Like never before
Calm and sleeping
We won't stir up the past
So discreetly
We won't look back

[Chorus]
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need

I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like playing in the sand what's mine is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything