posted on March 10, 2008 at 7:34 pm

french whispers
music elongated in tall shadows
a mirror of colour
a psychiatric drug which cures weed addiction
yeah i wanna swallow a spider to catch a fly
these are the journals of the being in time
sweet being in time
contained by time at every place
strings pulled sidereal
renaissance man class 2/3
music tick
words tick
painting tick
singing tick
acting little tick
inventor no tick
sculpture no tick
dancer no tick
an oboey clarinet dissolves in fractals n shards
warm comfort
smell of a slightly burnt bagel
dear friend matty c in sjukhus
in coma with pipe in throat
why god oh why why why
god heal them all
think about leslie
better for him to depart bang! sudden-like
but he already went through one hell in war #2
never to meet minna or the woofle
how safe and warm i felt with him
he was normality personified
when he appeared
the music is like a howling wind
some echo traps it and it repeats into kaleidoscopic distance
i am olde today
the years i hoped would go away
my liver groans under the sheer weight of all the chemicals
my brain shrinks into a sponge of curdled ideas
skin hangs of bones
bones crumble
all things turn inwards
inside working on the big equation
mathematics no tick
science no tick
greek mythology tick
hindu cosmology tick
all is vibration
scarlet in her pink dressing gown
emails to answer
responsibilities to shoulder
shoulders to un-ache
worries to worry about
commerce no tick
finances no tick
music ascends in gently quivering cascades
up up up
leslies birthday 3rd of march
eventually you are completely forgotten
swallowed up by time
whats the time
its 830
eve says its a lovely day cant we stay home from school
aurora joins in
no you must go to sausage factory
to learn to just cope with this monster you never asked for
you must register be signed up be innoculated be categorised
be trained work hard be selected be a cog in the grate machine
youll need husbands n bosses n kids n degrees n beemers n toasters
youll need doctors n electricians n beauty salons n niteclubs
entertainer little tick
father little tick
the music fades into a cylindrical tunnel of silence
the children chirrup n chatter
the garbage trucks arrive
garbos with mobile phones
dogs run around pissing on posts
the sun pops up
the friendlier autumnal sun
a lovely day dawns for some
down the pool to swim in the sauna
another day after another
thus was it always
swings n roundabouts
kilbey sign off now
kilbey disappear into this day
kilbey walk n talk with sweet children in time
for time being

32 Responses to “light leap year”

  1. avatar
    verdelay | 10 March 2008 at 9:43 pm #

    Goode work childe
    Marks out of ten
    Coulde do better
    Has done worse
    Much improved
    Keep up the goode worke
    Gold starr
    Smiley face

    the assignment isn’t due
    For a few lifetimes yet

  2. avatar
    CAPTAIN BEYOND | 10 March 2008 at 9:45 pm #

    when are we ever going to have that block party, one more summmer without you will kill me deep deep down…

  3. avatar
    Anonymous | 10 March 2008 at 10:00 pm #

    oh… i had… never mind… excellent guidance, Mr.K. …

    luv’ cracka x
    (forgot my passwo:d)

  4. avatar
    linjo | 10 March 2008 at 11:04 pm #

    More ticks than most could ever hope.
    Steiner school? – perhaps too much God.
    Do vegans get maggots on their wheely bins?

  5. avatar
    matt davison | 10 March 2008 at 11:21 pm #

    For the Time Being I am 34 today.
    I feelmore restless than any other day of year on my birthday

    Mrs D buys me HOLYGRAM OF B and Box a Bzz & Uninvited caus all my others are too scratched..


    Arrrr fuk I feel misrable..

    sorry to hear another matt is ill..



    like an airbus at 34 thousand ft

    gotta land sometime

    hopefully on land

    whats that in my engine

    Arr seems ok!!




  6. avatar
    knot | 11 March 2008 at 12:13 am #

    your daughters would enjoy
    my house today
    as the gas n electrical gods have determined to dig huge trenches
    in front of my quaint spanish med home so no cars may exit
    no childrers driven to school
    every body stays home and

    makes a giant mess of clay and paint
    and brie and strawberries
    and paper vellum pirates
    italian water spilled
    mommy can you get me a plate?
    grgrgrggggggg jackhammers

    Hey kilbey watch an american documentary called girls rock
    about kids 8-18 XX only rocking

  7. avatar
    Ross B | 11 March 2008 at 1:05 am #

    Have a great relaxing day Steve; you paint lovely wistful vignettes of Bondi Beach on a clear autumn’s day.

    And Mat, happy birthday Mr Pisces Man!! My B-day is 3 days away, 38 is the number…in many ways I feel a whole lot younger as my years advance…

    Have a great day, Ross

  8. avatar
    Anonymous | 11 March 2008 at 2:42 am #

    happy birthday md.

  9. avatar
    Anonymous | 11 March 2008 at 3:49 am #

    sk,sorry for the off topic comment,but i have a music question for you,or any fiends in the know…was it big pig?or the the who had two drummers?its one of those questions that if not answered would bug ya,til you find out…or occur to you at 4 oclock in the morning,and then be gone outta yer head at breakfast time,ya know?…thanks in advance,to the music guru,of hindu cosmology!:D x

  10. avatar
    Anonymous | 11 March 2008 at 3:56 am #

    thats what google is for

  11. avatar
    princey | 11 March 2008 at 5:23 am #

    Sorry to hear about your friend sk, I know it’s heartbreaking to see someone you care for so sick, no wonder you’re feeling a bit down. Hope it all gets better somehow.
    Take care and lots of love always,
    So many birthdays celebrated this month..happy birthday to your dad sk and my son(3rd),hubby(10th),MattD(11th)my Church/sk-giggin’ buddy Mary(4th),rossb above and all other piscean fiendssss!!!!

  12. avatar
    matt davison | 11 March 2008 at 6:13 am #

    Shucks all Thankyou…

    If SK and I wernt such good mates (best mates) I would have never meet you all..



  13. avatar
    Anonymous | 11 March 2008 at 6:16 am #

    Im gonna see the Church at Lizottes on my birthday.
    Thats good timing.

    Happy Birthday MD

    Dutch Pierre

  14. avatar
    ...the fool is so complex | 11 March 2008 at 7:02 am #

    i can hardly
    understand it?

    what does it

    why do
    we ask?

    yup. its
    so fucked

    but we

    can pretend


    god and

    i cant

    we know

    about it

    will seem


  15. avatar
    Anonymous | 11 March 2008 at 7:20 am #

    Sorry to hear about your friend sk- it’s bad enuf when those close to us are feelin down let alone ill…
    Well I couldn’t resist commenting today, being a fellow Piscean and all ( I was 42 on the 6th) and of course my gorgeous man’s 34th today. Happy Birthday to all those other Fish and I wonder if it is a fish thing to feel down on our Birthday?? (Or maybe we just like swimming around in circles!)
    I spent most of my birthday walking around in a daze from tiredness (mischief the night before keeps me from not complaining!!) then sat and had a two hour cup of tea with an old greek man I met in a clothing shop who was a very interesting character. Anyway, I am treating my man to an Indian Feast tonight with my girl and friends, hopefully that will cheer him up.

    Take Care all.
    C U on the 6th Steve. 🙂
    XXMiss D.

  16. avatar
    Ethereal Butterfly | 11 March 2008 at 9:42 am #

    Why do we measure ourselves with ticks
    & with what we have achieved by the tick of the clock?
    Swings of the pendulum.
    Swings & roundabouts
    When deep down those that are in tune with nature know that hugs – giving & receiving are all that really matter ( actual & metaphoric) ….. to each of those we love, or who we know are in need, to all of God’s living creatures & the planet.
    Grieving means letting go……… so sorry to hear of this
    Peace of spirit to you SK
    Love Heather

  17. avatar
    Hellbound Heart | 11 March 2008 at 10:35 am #

    happy birthday, matt davison, old son…my mum turns 74 on thursday…
    it’s a sad fact that as you get older, you discover that the people that you thought were verging on immortal (and worse still cared deeply about) become all too frail and fallable…have a member of my family (my daughter is named after her) dying of bone cancer…her last days are spent constantly vomiting and trying to get about on a walking frame and doing things like collapsing on bathroom sinks and breaking her jaw…i’m like you steve, i can’t understand why shit like this happens to such beautiful people…if you find out the reason, pray tell me because i’m fucked if i know…

  18. avatar
    matt davison | 11 March 2008 at 11:02 am #

    my real friends…………………………………………………………………………………………………………

  19. avatar
    lily was here | 11 March 2008 at 12:30 pm #

    Thinking about the tick tick tick of the clock makes us much too aware of the other ticks. You got lots of good ticks though sk. Best not to think about the rest, though its never too late to polish up on your two-step 🙂 Im so sorry to hear about your friend though. I hope he’s having good dreams wherever his mind has taken him.

    Oh, happy bd matt d! Youre just a spring chicken with a gal who loves ya i can tell. You’re a lucky guy then.


  20. avatar
    matthew | 11 March 2008 at 12:43 pm #

    Loved it, Steve… several wry smiles of understanding.

  21. avatar
    Anonymous | 11 March 2008 at 1:20 pm #

    Ah Hellbound, there’s no ‘why’, y’know. There just ‘is’. Wonderful people suffer terribly. Utter fucking arseholes have perfect health. And also vice-versa. There’s no reason to any of it, no meaning behind it. Unfortunately, we don’t get what we deserve – we just get what we get. I’m sorry about your loved one.

  22. avatar
    Anonymous | 11 March 2008 at 2:37 pm #

    It’s well said in the Tao-te-ching.

    Heaven treats the 10.000 beings like sacrificial straw dogs – it does not care about them.

    Bereaved people unite ! All we got is each other here.

    – Lebrinho

  23. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 11 March 2008 at 3:36 pm #

    A petting zoo burned down 20 miles from my condo yesterday. Piglets, lambs, baby goats and chickens were burnt to death. This got me depressed so I listened to CDs by Steve Kilbey “The Slow Crack” and KD Lang “Watershed” (Two fantastic vocalists who care deeply about all creatures).
    This world is hell for the animal kingdom and millions of humans too. One day at a time is a vital mantra. Shiva is the most complex Hindu deity.

  24. avatar
    eek | 11 March 2008 at 4:50 pm #

    I’m so sorry to hear about your friend, SK. He and everyone who loves him is in my thoughs.

    i am olde today

    I think we all have days where we feel every single second of our age. May you wake up tomorrow (today now 😉 ), look in the mirror and say “Damn, I look pretty good! And I feel pretty good too.”

  25. avatar
    Anonymous | 11 March 2008 at 5:05 pm #

    don’t you mean Steve loves all creatures except the insects that get into his apartment, which he says he kills on sight?!

  26. avatar
    Anonymous | 11 March 2008 at 5:12 pm #

    “All Things Dull And Ugly” from Monty Python’s “Contractual Obligations” Album

    All things dull and ugly,
    All creatures, short and squat,
    All things rude and nasty,
    The Lord God made the lot.

    Each little snake that poisons,
    Each little wasp that stings,
    He made their prudish venom,
    He made their horrid wings.

    All things sick and cancerous,
    All evil great and small,
    All things foul and dangerous,
    The Lord God made them all.

    Each nasty little hornet,
    Each beastly little squid,
    Who made the spiky urchin?
    Who made the sharks? ..He did!

    All things scant and ulcerous,
    All pox both great and small,
    Putrid, foul and gangrenous,
    The Lord God made them all

  27. avatar
    John | 11 March 2008 at 6:18 pm #

    Hellbound, sorry to hear about your family member. Nothing is harder than taking that walk with a loved one. My thoughts go out to you and to all those facing similar challenges.

    If you want to the know the why, I always figure the answer is to look at the effect it has on the people around the one suffering. That must be the answer. You and your other loved ones will be different after the experience. Different, hopefully, in a good sense. It certainly changed my perspective on the value of life and loving.

    I have often asked myself why God lets bad things happen to good creatures. I think life is all about randomness. It is what keeps us on our toes.

    I think people often confuse God’s non-interference with non-existence. But, if you were God how else would you handle it?

    Would you interfere all of the time so that nothing would ever suffer and nothing would ever die? Therfore, no one would ever grow, no one would ever have appreciation for the value of life. We would suck on our ‘silver spoon’ full of comfortable life and turn to mush very quickly I think. For example, if you knew for a fact that God existed why would you ever develop faith? If all good/bad decisions were made for you, why would you ever develop a conscience?

    So then, if you were God, do you just interfere sometimes? This means you would have to pick and choose who suffers and dies and who does not, which ultimately would not be fair to someone and eventually would lead you back to scenario one for all the same reasons and with all the same outcomes.

    So being God and knowing the reward that awaits in the end, it seems the only logical choice would be to never interfere, knowing you will reward those that grow through the experience of living, both the joy and the pain, and those that learn to properly manage the gift of freewill.

    Certainly as a loving God this would be the most self-sacrificial choice as you would have to witness the suffering of your creations, both self-inflicted and those caused by others, and you will have to deny yourself the constant temptation to interfere and endure the constant condemnation and denial of your children who curse you for not interfering.

    I have often wondered if all creatures were born into this world with the gift of heaven, and only humans developed the chance to lose it because we understand the consequences of our actions on others over time.

  28. avatar
    davem | 11 March 2008 at 6:50 pm #

    Mr Kilbey…sir.
    Unlike my cat you have ticks in most of the right places.
    I was sorry to read about your friend. A year away a good friend of ours was having her body eaten away by that nasty C, but it didn’t & couldn’t get her beautiful soule….even at the end. It just flew from the cancers grasp. We’re so much more than this flesh.

    Happy Birthday to you MD (check your myspace – you’ll find some Birthday wishes there too!!). We all owe you a lot for that wonderful DVD.
    Love to all you super people.

  29. avatar
    linjo | 11 March 2008 at 9:21 pm #

    I have never once thought “why my dear good mum” in the last 16 months as every day is consumed with her impending death from leukemia. I believe that everyone is born good, and ‘bad’ people are a product of their upbringing. The Japanese have a word for ‘something good comes from something bad’. ? We have family unity now and a deeper understanding between ourselves like never before. Dad and I have actually become good mates after years dotted with fiery altercations. He has shown himself to be the most compassionate patient man. Yes, its extremely stressful, I have a big patch of alopecia at the back of my head. Life goes on. Linda X

  30. avatar
    tim | 11 March 2008 at 11:14 pm #

    reading f’ed up blogs tick 😉

  31. avatar
    blackeyes | 12 March 2008 at 12:01 am #

    well said, Davem. you are such a true man … to be a real friend for so many years is also one of the greatest thing, isnt it? in some way we are all super being, i wanna say. you are, and i am, too(at least to my little girl). my super heroes are always my parents.

    SK… he’s very different.

  32. avatar
    Anonymous | 12 March 2008 at 1:22 am #

    ron sexsmith…go see him

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