posted on December 27, 2006 at 8:49 pm

dream n drift
tomorrow doesnt matter
yesterday is a memory
i am not one thing
evolution is a lie
they have no idea
how many levels are there?
the futures slide back one after another
is this a poem?
shouldnt you stop trying to understand it
ok count my blessings
here goes
1 um…
2 what….
3 alright stop…
where are my blessings?
oh…..those blessings…
its just that…..
all those bad things that happened
i mean i aint no gentleman jim
should i tell you about…
well you see i oughtnt to have …
VOICES :go on go on
but ya see, i really wanted to…and…
VOICES : yes?
i never meant to…
VOICES : of course not
and im gonna try to….
VOICES :of course you will
the sound of the wind in lonely hills
a man trudging across a bleak landscape
the dull sun
the greenish sky
the man is old
his burden is great
the war ends here
the brambles are very sharp
crows circling slowly
mournful caw caw cawing
elegaic music please
an empty shell on a shore
a broken part
bottle tops n a bit of a net
a bridge over a murky creek
flame red leaves shuddering in reflection
snake glides thru water
hum of bee
rattle of wasps
i am not one thing
here and there
by and by
desolate faced woman
woe, man
woe betide me n you
woman tears make me laugh
what else is there but your grief?
mourning bewilders me
pain makes me hard
night brings out my worst
lovely nights when i wandered
here n there
by n by
the wires sing messages we’ll never hear
the air is full of signal
but can you pick it up?
dont give me your old 123
dont forget the flotsam n jetstars
the crouching under cover
hailstones as big as planets
yes life designed itself
and this is all your accident…
but some of it was on purpose
or were you too mean to give it a meaning?
god it is just the way you said it would be
give or take a few things…
lonely man
barren moors
VOICES: what do see?
i see nothing but the haze
i feel droplets on my skin
ive entered a cloud
i am an atmospherean
i look down on my old house
VOICES : what do you see now?
i see a man sitting at a keyboard n screen
VOICES : he sees himself
is that really me?
typing typing
what am i writing about?
VOICES : time and the distance
VOICES : somebody must
well ok
i guess i gotta do my…..
i mean…
and the answers…?
VOICES : forthcoming
VOICES : soon
soon soon
soon soon



so on
so on

43 Responses to “listened but never heard, looked but never sore”

  1. avatar
    John Garratt | 27 December 2006 at 8:52 pm #

    All I ever wanted to see was just invisible to me.


  2. avatar
    Anonymous | 27 December 2006 at 9:15 pm #

    I should adda vocoder to that


  3. avatar
    don joe | 27 December 2006 at 9:16 pm #

    One of those days……

    How can u be so invisible. Give me the nerves to see…

    don joe

  4. avatar
    mandn | 27 December 2006 at 9:26 pm #

    an alernative, Orpheus, but not an alternative orifice…


  5. avatar
    veleska1970 | 27 December 2006 at 9:27 pm #


    oooohhhhh~~this one today makes me feel so lonely. but then, i guess i was already feeling that way. it’s chilly and windy outside, and whilst wasting away here under the carcinogenic fluorescent illumination i’m thinking of home…..

  6. avatar
    davem | 27 December 2006 at 9:28 pm #

    That man typing at the screen sees much. More in a day than many of us achieve in a lifetime.
    He brings a lot of meaning and beauty to many and we thank God for him. Keep telling the truth, I don’t want to be in bondage to lies. You’re a liberating force SK.
    Love you more,

    Dave M

  7. avatar
    john in austin, tx | 27 December 2006 at 9:36 pm #


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    veleska1970 | 27 December 2006 at 9:38 pm #

    p.s.~~i forgot to meniton~~whitesnake came on the radio here at work a little earlier, and i had to smile. my fellow office drones were wondering “WTF”.

    davem’s right, by the way. 😉

  9. avatar
    Samosanx | 27 December 2006 at 10:16 pm #

    Another killer thousand yard stare!
    I love ’em! They take me away and make my head hum…aaahhhh
    This voice calls in a whisper..”Erskine, Erskine….”
    Please Steve make this a record, whoops I mean cd, SK reads w sound effects and music….storytime for grownups…

  10. avatar
    syrinx | 27 December 2006 at 10:32 pm #

    My eternal soul,
    Redeem your promise,
    In spite of the night alone
    And the day on fire.

    – A. Rimbaud

  11. avatar
    the dean | 27 December 2006 at 10:40 pm #

    “With relief, with humiliation, with terror, he understood that he too was a mere appearance, dreamt by another”.

  12. avatar
    ambnt1 | 27 December 2006 at 10:43 pm #


    We must be inhabiting the same hyper-portal in the space time continuum right now. Eerie. Check out what I’m listening to.


    n.p. Chameleons, “What Does Anything Mean, Basically?” (in which the big questions and answers are explored, but in the end, it’s all still just one big question, Mark.)

  13. avatar
    damien | 27 December 2006 at 11:19 pm #

    “….and wouldn’t you know it,
    It’s the people that suffer
    From the Neverness Hoax.”

  14. avatar
    Daberhasher | 27 December 2006 at 11:56 pm #

    how soon is now…

    sweet moon overhead, lighting up the woodpile… hmmm, sounds good…

    ta ta,

  15. avatar
    fantasticandy | 28 December 2006 at 12:07 am #

    there are no answers,no definitive ones anyway. the randomness of it all is what drives us to create/destroy,consume/subsume and resume ad infinitum. the questing nature of man makes us unstoppable,weather we choose the stars or oblivion. however i have just ordered a danelectro 12 string,and intend to use it to travel to the deepest,darkest,brightest,most melodic,melencholic,chaotic extremes of my/yours/our, inner/outer selves.——————————————–SK you have totally done my head in.

  16. avatar
    captainmission | 28 December 2006 at 12:14 am #

    another fine piece of narrative, leaves me thinking

    free will or destiny?
    are these the same thing ultimately…

  17. avatar
    Anonymous | 28 December 2006 at 12:14 am #

    Och Stevie, wot’s this I ‘ear about UTMW replacing me wee tune on Hogmanay – I dinnae think so!
    Put your tartan on Killerbee – this means war laddie!

    R. Burns
    (channelled badly by the Deas clan 🙂 xx

  18. avatar
    (('{~_~}')) | 28 December 2006 at 12:17 am #

    Voices leave me be!

  19. avatar
    (('{~_~}')) | 28 December 2006 at 12:43 am #

    Sometimes I feel like a marionette in the puppet show titled “Life”

    Isn’t it an irony (and bloody cruel), that ageing provides us with what cosmetic surgeons call marionette lines (sagging at the corners of the mouth).

  20. avatar
    Anonymous | 28 December 2006 at 12:49 am #

    aye tis a journey olde friend.
    just checking out some pictures of you and mae moore. you’ve come a long way.


  21. avatar
    Anonymous | 28 December 2006 at 12:57 am #



    an’ on

    an’ on

  22. avatar
    Cameras 4 Eyes | 28 December 2006 at 2:10 am #


  23. avatar
    Queen Hatshepsut | 28 December 2006 at 3:23 am #

    oh you found it too…
    the laughing sadness
    that would someday own your soul.


  24. avatar
    JJ | 28 December 2006 at 3:26 am #

    I feel a kindred spirit with that lonely figure trudging across a bleak landscape sometimes, wind coursing through, droplets on face. Everyone that has ever passed through me, or ever will – ultimately walking alone with my silent thoughts.

    Soon enough. May feel like too soon perhaps, when that moment comes.

    You have captured the unspoken thought.

  25. avatar
    Anonymous | 28 December 2006 at 3:36 am #

    steve, you so crazy.

  26. avatar
    Anonymous | 28 December 2006 at 3:53 am #


    So i assume you and the family will be partying in the new year at the iceburgs with Paris Hilton!

    Now that would impress the twillies as a celeb in bondi


  27. avatar
    CSTCoach | 28 December 2006 at 4:03 am #

    Back from a miserable xmas holiday in my hometown. Didn’t see a single person I wanted to see, nothing but obligations and suffering silence. Thankfully the long drive brought sanity in the form of Priest=Aura and the Jack Frost rerelease.

    Glad to hear you and yours had a great holiday by the seee-side. Congrats to Mrs. K on the new book! 🙂 If you decide to sell via KH please mark me down for a copy.

    Today’s blog was a good one. The words and the image struck a resonance with me. I could feel a chord humming in unison somewhere, but it hasn’t revealed what it means just yet.

    Writing about the distance and the time. I think I caught that flame from your music. It always touched me, and resonated with my penchant for melancholy nostalgia. Trying to do my small part to keep that going through me writing. Speaking of which, that northern expedition piece will be published next issue. Will be sure to send one yer way, for old time (being)’s sake.

    Have a happy new year, druid!! We’ll be sure to raise a glass in the direction of the southern hemisphere when the clock strikes in yer neighbourhood.


  28. avatar
    cita | 28 December 2006 at 4:20 am #

    Leonardo said “alone you are yourself” Your blog today reminded me of that thoughtful quote. Steve, have you ever done life drawing? Sublime stuff. You give your attention to it, you’ll find your detachment there. I read your blog everyday even though I don’t comment that much. I just like reading it for all kind of reasons. In giving something of yourself to us, the universe will always reward you.

  29. avatar
    Anonymous | 28 December 2006 at 5:25 am #

    Loved it as always

    Love Celticat

  30. avatar
    Anonymous | 28 December 2006 at 5:59 am #

    “Hmph!” said the muse
    spying over your shoulder
    and concealing jealousy
    as she realises….
    you started without her
    “its blowing in the wind nevets”
    “elegaic?” she looks up her Funk’n’ Wagnall

    The muse sighed … “maybe Im just here for looks…
    or worse…
    a tax deduction!”


    ps b.bon – rebel rebel 🙂

  31. avatar
    Anonymous | 28 December 2006 at 7:07 am #

    Dear Lord of the Blogge,

    Thank ya for the mention yessaday.

    Your faithful servants,
    alpha n omega of cherchdom

  32. avatar
    geenunn | 28 December 2006 at 7:38 am #

    this is a killah! so many lines in here that have stuck in my head:

    “pain makes me hard
    night brings out my worst”

    this really blew my head open!

    so good to hear some of the new book today too…

    have a great new year and speak soon.


  33. avatar
    sparkli sista | 28 December 2006 at 8:24 am #

    “flame red leaves shuddering in reflection”……

    Loved your thoughts today.

    You’re worth the money, honey!

  34. avatar
    Anonymous | 28 December 2006 at 10:32 am #

    from yesterday I’m voting that b.bon is a man.


  35. avatar
    isolde | 28 December 2006 at 10:33 am #

    under the milk wood way

  36. avatar
    shawn_el | 28 December 2006 at 1:30 pm #

    sk – today’s was a good one. i liked it.

  37. avatar
    STEVE | 28 December 2006 at 1:56 pm #

    Just seen AMNBNT1 comment re SK has to be more PC ( whyy??) and you’re right it’s not ‘Japs’ it should be Nips! ( little rascals!)

    Cheers ( and it’s not Happy Holli daze – it’s Merry Christmas!!)

  38. avatar
    gavgams | 28 December 2006 at 2:16 pm #

    I been down from snake valley outta cross.. over the plains… a million fucking paddocks strewn with lava boulders – some into fences, some never moved for milleniums, and some into piles ( crops in times past when there was rain.. but now the salt lakes like weering once turning red… sky colours.. browns now just a fuckin white out) and me I rattle on in a van with a dodgy front end listenin way too loud like wrecking speakers an ear drums using energy spikes like diSTORTion like bands I like like music I like like Cruncho muncho and califone n bonnie prince blister n other much wilder shit. An I feeling this is so fuckin abstract but its justa feelin coz out there is so fuckin more abstract. No peace in the paddocks man… its an even time… a dead time .. you guys know the story… its a time to give pause.. a fallow time? No heyday out in this yonder.. gimme peace my magi man, give me peace… coz there aint no hills, there aint no wind, there aint no creek, an there sure ain’t no man, or no bramables, or no crows….. and there defintiely ain’t no fuckin meadows.. but I know whatta ya mean…. I could tell ya a little of what there is and isn’t but dont get me goin’…. trip ends here…. ta orama. love your wk.

  39. avatar
    restaurant mark | 28 December 2006 at 2:29 pm #

    your blog was a chilly one today…fits though.
    take care.
    great comment sue cee…love your sense of humor!


  40. avatar
    indigoruby | 28 December 2006 at 2:56 pm #

    Aw, shucks,
    with that lovely mention
    I’ve gone all
    no, I’m not really the
    shrinking indigo type…
    though you need extra ruby or you don’t get magenta apparently.
    I like the huge-grovelling-kissing-the-feet-with-cherries-on-top bit
    (especially if some nibbling of the toes is included!)
    And it was positively enthralling perusing your most elegant calves
    at the Northcote Social Club
    especially since you were dressed like a boy scout
    but my friends
    – who obviously do not read the blog –
    seemed to find my request
    to check ’em out
    a little strange and embarrassing.
    Cheeks missing tongues…
    Got some of my inheritance from my father’s estate today.
    Listened to the account balance over n over;
    I feel kinda guilty cos I’ve never slogged my guts out in a 9-5 job or anything
    – allergic to captivity.
    Now I can pen pal pay n patronise you…
    The lawyers are falling over themselves to keep me happy
    cos the silly guy we were dealing with gave me chapter and verse
    on all their cockups
    and five months to tell us that yeah, the title deed can’t be found.
    No shit?
    – enough rope –
    put my notes in a long letter n argued (successfully)
    for a reduction in their outrageously exorbitant fees.
    Very embarrassing for them
    – the poor guy got sent on extended leave…
    I said in the letter he was very nice though
    n he said I “cheerfully assisted.”
    Wish I was still on hol in Sydney-by-the-sea,
    ipod earphones stoppering out the ferry-cruising wind ache
    “Nothing’s gonna stop me from floa-oa-oa-oa-ting” (TA)
    My Pisces moon(child) craves the waves
    n mercury n venus n jupiter n saturn n neptune all in my element…
    I see you are almost as much of a splashing watery sprite by planet too
    and obviously by inclination.
    off to make some green butter now for trips beyond the ocean…
    p.s. The only good thing about pain is that it can open you up…


  41. avatar
    The Other One | 28 December 2006 at 4:14 pm #





  42. avatar
    The Other One | 28 December 2006 at 4:16 pm #

    And I guess I don’t care anymore.

    [not soon enough for eternity]

  43. avatar
    balonymous | 28 December 2006 at 7:43 pm #

    no one knows what happenedthatnight.

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