Seeing all this high quality verse action going on, I am reminded that an update to the look, design and layout of bolo is well overdue. Rest assured that this is very much on my mind. Just need to finish work on the new Frankie Wedge website (about two weeks), then I’m going to get started on it right away. Plans at the moment are to provide a bit more space and to split some of the content up a little bit. e.g. maybe have a box for verse and a box for general stuff and a picture bit or something. Maybe a box that pulls out a random post from the past – particularly as it seems like some good stuff has got written and is kind of lost in the site at the moment once a couple of weeks go by. Still don’t want it to be too cluttered. Be very interested in hearing other people’s ideas on the subject.
On other matters, started preliminary planning for an illustrated childrens book yesterday and I think that’s got a lot of potential. No point writing for adults – their brains are all hard and shrivelled. Kids on the other hand have spongy, absorbent brains.
I sucked on honeycombs
‘til my head reeled
and my eyes rolled back
‘til my tongue spieled
and my mind cracked
I forced my way
Through the wild ways
In between the worlds
Still it was never enough
“Give me more of that good stuffâ€
Was ever my refrain
(Could it be I couldn’t take the pain?)
Whatever be the case, man, this was my cry:
“Give me visions, brothers, let’s get high!â€
In due time I said to the sun (with Donne)
“Why should I rise with thee?â€
Then the hours of my waking
were determined utterly by me
I formed my world
Round my rejection of it
And the road I set out along
Passed in time (through Vegas)
down the barrel of a gun
Yes, I sat with my pipe and my oblivion
(Like a toddler with a toy)
My world was one of skunk-smoke and cider-spit
I fashioned of myself a pit
A pit in which to sinking sit
In a mire that was only me
Sometimes I roused myself
And tried to flail away my pain
I sought some ecstatic dance
Some rolling pulsing dancing trance
Some fusion of foot and rhythm
Some blazing kaleidoscopic fission
Some dawning of some
final bright implosive light
in which the mind might end
so I might thus have come to life
Mad as I was I sought sanctuary in the play of spinning disks
Yes I wished to wash my soul clean
In the surging stream
of rapid whip-snap beats
Brothers, you were there –
Can any of us claim it worked?
Or rather can you still see me where
I lay sprawled
All twitch and eyeball
Heaving at the heart’s wall
Haunted through those hinterlands
by shades of long narcotic night?
Let’s admit it:
Wailing with the world’s pain
I was not a pretty sight
What happened then?
Well, my source dried up
And my world became a desert
And I lived for a time
Amidst the whip and whine
Of a fire sky – of an end-is-nigh
Apocalyptic vision
And then even that sky faded black
And I clattered blind amidst the bones
And I cowered in a world like death
Amidst the ravens’ screeching tones
What happened then?
Well I was struck by a sudden surging tide
– And – in the half-light of an unexpected time
I washed up on golden sands
(In the bays of unfamiliar lands)
I had been so sure I was shorn of myself –
Can you imagine myself surprised
when I awoke and stirred to see
a night-cloaked figure handing me
a ‘comb that leaked like gold?
(It was wonderful to behold!)
And though the bees stung
I drew on it
(And I draw on it still)
And for as long as I draw as hard as I can
It transforms my pit
and makes of my mire a man
Brothers, this good stuff tastes like honey
though in truth it burns like flame
And who’s my source?
Well, for fear of the (fashion) Feds
I’d better not name the Name
No sleep again, too much GTA and no responsibility. Definitely time for a readjustment some reassessment or some other word ending with ‘ment’.
The plus points of this sleep deprived condition are that I have managed to identify that one of my projects is growing into a better and better analogy of the Star Wars trilogy or should that be Star Wars is a good analogy for the project. Never mind, that’s splitting hairs, which in itself has always seemed a fairly meaningless phrase to me. Oh yes, but the point is that I am working in Star Wars (minus the wookies, space ships and laser (sorry, blaster) battles. The good thing is that I am definitely in the Return of the Jedi stage of the project and that can surely mean a foolhardy mission against a big floating space station, a man with a strange helmet and a dude who fires lightning out of his fingers is fast approaching….. but first, a Jedi must rest.
Seeing all this high quality verse action going on, I am reminded that an update to the look, design and layout of bolo is well overdue. Rest assured that this is very much on my mind. Just need to finish work on the new Frankie Wedge website (about two weeks), then I’m going to get started on it right away. Plans at the moment are to provide a bit more space and to split some of the content up a little bit. e.g. maybe have a box for verse and a box for general stuff and a picture bit or something. Maybe a box that pulls out a random post from the past – particularly as it seems like some good stuff has got written and is kind of lost in the site at the moment once a couple of weeks go by. Still don’t want it to be too cluttered. Be very interested in hearing other people’s ideas on the subject.