posted on January 24, 2006 at 10:38 pm

god morgon
how are you?
here, its a warm drizzly day
the walls between the worlds
wear thin
and in places
the holes are obvious
memories and ghosts come unbidden
in the warm dark spaces
in still rooms
in the paintings hanging down
in the mirrors
today everyones on their own
the newspapers are blank page
after blank page
the tvs are muted
the screens flicker soothing pattern
alone in this rain world
my memories fill up
teeming
they overflow
i remember days like this
1959 infants school
the rain outside
the smell of banana-y lunchboxes
the bush outside rustling and dripping
the wide eyed wonder of the children
amazed
to be here again
magic realism
suggestion
deep in my cocoon
the years find me
winkle me out
but i wanted to stay there
a little longer
come say the ghosts
we are your audiences
you can tell us everything
ok
im driving thru a tunnel
im in a band
the tunnel seems to be going on forever
the band is having a sleepy argument
i drive on
becoming hypnotised
by the walls which rush pass uniformly
there is no other traffic
in here
the guy in the middle awakes
with a start
he tries to wrestle the wheel from me
he was having a dream that I’d fallen asleep
at the wheel
we get to the gig eventually
my instrument curves away from me
even as i try to play
i meet some people outside
nice show man
you wanna come back to our place
i climb in their house
they seem so vaguely familiar
do you know who we are steve?
they say
no, not really, i mean…
we are the people in yer songs
oh yeah the sunburnt landlord
the guy from an interlude
some rainforest girls
a roman
florian trout
elli, eve and aurora
the glow worm
2 or 3 marias maybe
you can imagine
and others step forward
friends i didnt have
the people i never married
children who very well could have been mine
steve what can we get you?
i wander thru the party
in this rainyday house
somewhere on the edge
or conjunction
or warp in the fabric of my life
ah
its all coming back to me
we sat around laughing and drinking
i look at my watch
that i never wear
cos i cant stand time
its time to go
the door is closing
the chance has passed
the cupboard is empty
ah, its all so unlikely
already a silver sun is pushing thru
melting ghosts
dissolving memory
re-stabilising reality
reestablishing ordinariness
comforting warm ordinariness
sometimes im so glad to see you
sometimes im so glad you stayed
i gotta go now
gotta wander thru the streets
gotta keep on looking for you
even though i know you are here
i told ya yesterday
if you wanna be with me
you gotta embrace paradox
dutch pierre can….
why cant you?
sk

27 Responses to “chooseday morn”

  1. avatar
    CeciliaGin | 24 January 2006 at 11:30 pm #

    sometimes im so glad to see you
    sometimes im so glad you stayed
    i gotta go now
    gotta wander thru the streets
    gotta keep on looking for you
    even though i know you are here

    A veces me alegra mucho verte
    a veces me alegra mucho que te quedaste
    Ahora me tengo que ir
    caminar por las calles
    seguirte buscando
    aunque se que estas aqui

  2. avatar
    baby | 24 January 2006 at 11:51 pm #

    i promised you with a golden cup
    betwixt 2 worlds
    i will stay, brother
    above a cloud and in one

  3. avatar
    mike | 24 January 2006 at 11:53 pm #

    What a party!!

    Another great blog!!

  4. avatar
    fergal | 24 January 2006 at 11:54 pm #

    was esmeralda at that party sk?
    or her man on the cross?

  5. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 January 2006 at 1:08 am #

    Oh no. Is this the first step to everything going wrong and all your songs coming true?

    Have a wonderful Wednesday Steve.

  6. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 January 2006 at 2:29 am #

    One of ur best, and not just cause I got a mention.
    Because in a few words u’ve traversed so much time, so many experiences & all the spaces in between. articulating the non obvious emotions that we all feel but find hard to nail down or are too guarded to reveal.
    There’s one other band that’s been around for just as long that does that too – The Radiators.
    Just Jokin

    Dutch Pierre

  7. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 January 2006 at 3:01 am #

    Goode one. made me smile.

    “One lucky break, cocaine cake.”

    Have a day Mister Kilbey,
    theglynnisjohns

  8. avatar
    Laurie | 25 January 2006 at 3:29 am #

    Someone just listed your accomplishments, but I think acting was overlooked. Sir Anthony Hopkins made me think of you yesterday…He’s opening his exhibit of 120+ ink brush landscape paintings in San Antonio very soon. Of course, they’re incredibly beautiful. Fogive my fogetful-ness about which gallery. Also, I’m quite elated about Viggo Mortensen’s great successes in abstract and surreal Photography. He’s also got a couple of music CD’s out- haven’t heard them tho….

    Love your beautiful poetry.

    Laurie

  9. avatar
    wytch | 25 January 2006 at 4:19 am #

    it blows me away
    day after day
    that you can pump out
    such beautiful imagery
    such exquisite thought tracks
    so much of yourself
    for all of us
    for me
    for you
    thank you
    for all these beautiful words
    and to think
    there was a time not long back
    when this form of communication
    was unimaginable and yet
    we knew
    it was always going to be

    thank you
    thank you
    thank you

    for being a rainbow on this grey old day

  10. avatar
    wytch | 25 January 2006 at 4:20 am #

    it blows me away
    day after day
    that you can pump out
    such beautiful imagery
    such exquisite thought tracks
    so much of yourself
    for all of us
    for me
    for you
    thank you
    for all these beautiful words
    and to think
    there was a time not long back
    when this form of communication
    was unimaginable and yet
    we knew
    it was always going to be

    thank you
    thank you
    thank you

    for being a rainbow on this grey old day

  11. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 January 2006 at 4:24 am #

    Dear Cecilia,
    You’re going to have Esteban Kilbey writing (and singing) songs in Spanish in no time..

    Thanx for your lovely posts.
    (nice blog too)

    Hi Steve
    X=Y

  12. avatar
    kurtez | 25 January 2006 at 4:51 am #

    I have never seen someone
    so in touch with
    the past
    present
    future
    and otherworld
    all at once.

  13. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 January 2006 at 5:12 am #

    “Go ahead bliss
    For life, Maria
    Isn’t any more than one day
    I’m not going to tie you
    Run, Maria
    For life does not wait
    It is just one spring
    You cannot lose

    Walk, Maria
    ‘Cos I’d only have
    My agony
    To offer you”.

    Dreamt up, imagined words from quite material worlds (but someone actually wrote that). Realistic magick. Once fell in a trap, a cup of ink in an inca memory. One snippet of old rubbish, next moment (a few miserable moments following) refuge revelation aching. Again? I’ve been here before, I’ve been there. Tangible somewhere, godonlyknowsreturn.

  14. avatar
    captainmission | 25 January 2006 at 6:11 am #

    What is the sound of a tree falling before i was born?

    ‘Budd – Dah!’

    Nice post.

  15. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 January 2006 at 6:35 am #

    “…a cup of ink in an inca memory…”

    ooooo, well done V

  16. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 January 2006 at 7:04 am #

    Just keeps getting better!
    You maybe the first truly great cyber writer, with words floating into space for eternity.
    Really enjoyed that.
    Thanks

  17. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 January 2006 at 3:20 pm #

    From Anon to Anon:
    I heard CG helped Marty with some Spanish translations, I’m certain CG would be chuffed to help Steve cantar en EspaƱol if he ever so wished it.
    x
    soul seestor

  18. avatar
    CSTCoach | 25 January 2006 at 3:43 pm #

    Ahh, another sublime escape, for the moment I touched the real world just now, sucked into the monitor, past and present converged in an ephemeral gauzy nostalgia. Smells and sounds of childhood blended with choich lyrics in a convergence of poetry and the result was that dull sad ache that is so heartrending and beautiful at the same time, the pulse of our lives…

    I can’t stand to wear a watch either. I get there when i get there. i’ll not obey the demands of that monstrous little overlord, ticking imperiously, chastising my dreaming…

    Loved yesterday’s blog too. Thanks for holding your ground SK, you and all the guys. The world is indeed a better place because of it. The ripple spreads, whether you know it or knot, whether it’s apparent or nott..

    ryan

  19. avatar
    love is | 25 January 2006 at 3:47 pm #

    i never embraced anything
    i never asked for anything
    i unwittingly let go of everything
    and there it was
    an unexpected result

    it is its own reason or it is lost
    can you make a motivation, paradox?

  20. avatar
    verdelay | 25 January 2006 at 4:16 pm #

    Oh yeah…you remember me now.

    (“choose an identity”. indeed)

  21. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 January 2006 at 7:16 pm #

    the moment you let go of it is the moment you will receive more than you can handle

  22. avatar
    krissythegroupie | 25 January 2006 at 7:31 pm #

    I love the names and personalities in your songs…I remember the first time I heard “Buffalo” and you sang my name in it. It made me so dorky-happy that something so wonderful could be my namesake song, whereas my roomie’s song is “Sara” by Jefferson Starship. Yikes!

  23. avatar
    Malika | 25 January 2006 at 8:53 pm #

    Hey Big Daddy,

    Just want to say I love your sense of humour.

    Malika

  24. avatar
    Anonymous | 25 January 2006 at 9:12 pm #

    Isn’t “sara” by fleetwood mac, or did I miss another one of jefferson starship’s stellar adventures?

  25. avatar
    krissythegroupie | 25 January 2006 at 9:23 pm #

    Yes anonymousy one, apparently there is also a Fleetwood Mac song with my roomie’s name..and some of the brilliant lyrics include, “Ooooooooo, Sara/ Ahhhhhhh, Oooooooo/Oh…Oooooooo, Sara, baby…”

  26. avatar
    Bionaut | 26 January 2006 at 5:20 am #

    Kissythegrouper,

    Your name’s “Snow Queen”? Cool!

  27. avatar
    krissythegroupie | 26 January 2006 at 2:40 pm #

    that’s my middle name


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