posted on July 30, 2009 at 6:57 pm

ejected by sleep into a crawling bed
i find myself here in some place
a soft bed full of pillows
below chimneys emit soft steam
i roll over in cloudy blankets
sinking out of sleeps seamless sea
drowned in the air of the room
a curtain half open a blue sign throbs
i stand up and walk onto the balcony
robed completely in darkness
i see the river now deepest blue
up on the thirty first floor
the thirty first floor
sirens way below
down there where reality seems to be
me my ears will ring forever
my right eye is a blur
i apprehend the world differently
you love my thin skin
it permits everything to come in
everything coming into me
i feel everything to the nth degree
cant you see thats what ails me
cant get my mansuit off and its….
i have to ride it out but
what choice do i have?
why do you still do music?
what else could i do…..?
sometimes i write about madness
no its not the madness you have seen before
my madness is not common or guarded madness
neither is it a cheap tv copy
or a chemically induced stupor
my madness is ……..
living in the afterwoods
twenty miles north of historic eden
are the afterwoods
dreamy fields and forests of tranquilities
come one come all
oh the afterwoods
oh the eastwoods
oh the soulwoods
oh the the westwoods
available now hyper real estate
stephen kilby presents 13 achers now available
the afterwoods apartments now ready for immediate
furnished unfurnished latest unhinged solar panel
with all the trimmings approx 1 millions
that lovely spot
biographically designed by experts in university tests
featuring obelisk windows and random garage access sites
including marboleum bathroom mouthpiece set
and swim/sim pool genes already implanted
lo*vac suction system preactivated on finger touch control
happy days guaranteed by rolandstorm@ afterwoods. com
eternal craft copyright MMMXXV

the dawn begins to dawn
what else can it do?
cars drive up the streets
how miserable it is to drive a car up a dawn street
huddled waiting for the heater to come on
and all the shadows are sinister fleeting fragments
nothing surprises me
we are at the centre
and the sun rises around us
we are still
i can feel it
the world does not hurtle through space willy nilly
it makes me vertiginous to think of it
i dont want to feel big or small
only norm-all
the wee small hours indeed
when sad things happen
when people part from each other
still it remains dark
i wait for the sun to come
imagine if it was my luck
that today was the day
that the sun never comes
and at midday
brisbane is still up to its neck in the murky darkness
wont that give em a shock?
the balcony is cold to my bare feet
the noises of a hundred air conditioners plant up
the buzzing droning ringing sound of today
everything purring humming whining tapping banging
a plane flies into brisbane
defying all logic
some great tinny hulk just hanging in the thin air
all lit up
and the passengers just sipping their lasts drops of tea
the arrowroot biscuits eaten up
i alone in my tower truly awake
bam bam bam
uh huh
somewhere still over the rainborough
dress rehearsal for big show
big stars
big glittering occasion
alone again

19 Responses to “brisbane 444 AM”

  1. avatar
    iseult | 30 July 2009 at 8:28 pm #

    the sun still isn't up and its 6.20 am!
    its hiding behind minjerriba
    across the bay
    but the birds are calling
    and the sky is clear and blue
    waiting waiting

    oh here it comes!
    there you are
    have a lovely day sk

  2. avatar
    fantasticandy | 30 July 2009 at 8:30 pm #

    ok…burn yerself out……..

  3. avatar
    the dean | 30 July 2009 at 8:45 pm #

    midnight oil – pity about Garrett joining the straights after all those songs. When they reform for the odd benefit they must have to vet their song list.

  4. avatar
    davem | 30 July 2009 at 9:22 pm #

    You're not alone….gimme your (bricklayers) hands. It's great to have TTB back.
    THE killer.

  5. avatar
    Renee | 30 July 2009 at 9:52 pm #

    "all the shadows are sinister fleeting fragments"


    "the wee small hours indeed
    when sad things happen
    when people part from each other"

    I love it when you write things like that

    really beautiful today…thanks


  6. avatar
    princey | 30 July 2009 at 11:54 pm #

    Sounds like you're totally over it sk:( Leaving your home and family (again) is hard, but you'll be back there before you know it AND staying put for a long, long time:))))
    (well, that is, until you're dragged away again on the 16th to Melby, but hey, don't even think about it ok!)

    Take care and love always,

  7. avatar
    Martin | 31 July 2009 at 1:23 am #

    I'm enjoying the cd:s, a lot of great music, still got 2 left, the paintbox is on all the time. Tomorrow the DHL-guy will do another attempt at delivering the biography …
    Take Care,

  8. avatar
    lily was here | 31 July 2009 at 3:35 am #

    sk, put some slippers on your cold feet! Hope you find the energy you need to get to that higher jet plane for tomorrow's gig. Happy glittering!
    love S xox (in mothering mode)

  9. avatar
    steve | 31 July 2009 at 3:44 am #


    Glad you enjoyed your time in Sweeden loved the video chats. Your looking good hope you get back to the fambily for some much needed rest and relaxation. Will order the box set soon. All the best.

  10. avatar
    A truer reflection? | 31 July 2009 at 4:27 am #

    "wind and rain footsteps, vanished overnight"

    episode 'structures' is good too, esp
    Ritchie, Wilson

    and here

    "your face as a place"


  11. avatar
    Anonymous | 31 July 2009 at 5:09 am #

    Some vengeful idiot posted some b.s. on the smh noise pollution blog. A little birdy replied with something a few light years closer to the truth.

  12. avatar
    CAPTAIN BEYOND | 31 July 2009 at 6:06 am #

    glad to know you are back on solid ground…

  13. avatar
    Anonymous | 31 July 2009 at 10:02 am #

    kilbo baggins? ur ass furry as hobbits eh?
    now xplain this, funster:

    "I saw the Church a couple of years ago at the Enmore Theatre and they were woeful. The lead singer was arguing on stage with the lead guitarist and they were so off their faces they forgot some of the words and had to start a song over again.

    They were so bad a significant number of the audience were queueing up at the manager's desk to ask for a refund – with no success I might add."

  14. avatar
    Hellbound Heart | 31 July 2009 at 10:40 am #

    it sucks being away from people that you care about for too long, ay…..

    love always……

  15. avatar
    Freddie | 31 July 2009 at 12:52 pm #

    For a tired guy you sure get up early!
    Thirteen MORE achers?!
    This place gets bigger all the time
    You’ve been selling this “Afterwoods” for 40 years now Mr. Kilbey
    that’s pretty amazing and I really like it here
    It’s not madness here like out there… I mean
    for instance, my obelisk windows on the 4th floor will still open!
    Keep doing what yer doing.
    We need ya!

  16. avatar
    Anonymous | 31 July 2009 at 4:49 pm #

    on the 31st floor,a gold plated door,won't keep out,the lords burning rain(reign?)

  17. avatar
    Anonymous | 31 July 2009 at 5:50 pm #

    I was getting a bit worried about you. Glad you made it home OK.

    Are you playing the Monsta tonight in Brisbane?

    Use your stuff on um!


  18. avatar
    Anonymous | 31 July 2009 at 6:04 pm #

    Ya know Steve
    there is no way to win.
    You have to grab the good moments you have with your family

    savor them

    but also savor the moments you have in the spotlight

    it's a paradox but without your family you are not complete…

    without your music your soul would
    be lost

    so be the juggler you are

    find the balance you need

    i gave up my music and lost my soul

    i put everything i had into raising my son myself and it was rewarding

    but you know he grew up and moved to the other side of the USA.

    so what that fuck do I do now?

    Hey you need an extra guitar tech, roadie, sound man,I play a mean 12 string and I work cheap!!!

  19. avatar
    EDD | 31 July 2009 at 6:53 pm #

    Gosh, Don't you have the gig to bring you around? I was thinking about going into the streets of this godforsaken burg to play my guitar and sing. Probably get things thrown at me.

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