posted on February 9, 2010 at 5:47 am

things add up n combine in mysterious ways
often stupidly
often like a badly written script
you’d say no too obvious but lo look at your life
coincidence on top of coincidence
synchronicity on top of sting
mumbled threats
fumbled promises
whos writing this stuff
whos making it all up as they go along
when do we get to stand n say
author! author!
i can dig any theory
can put almost none into practice
practice makes perfect sense
we are creatures who have lost their grace
we wallow n waddle and holler n hoot
we rarely glide or swoop or ululate or sing
you can lead your high horse to water
but you cant make it drink eat or be merry
and
i’m so tired of running from my own heat
i let the sound of my own wheels drive me crazy
i dont know what i want to say
undo i guess
undo this mess
undo
unlive
unlove
unbe
uninvited like the freakin’ clouds
today australia is very warm w/humidity on the side
you gonna sweat you bet
get fucking set
i now have wireless
i have turned my airport on
i have thrown away the cables
full of their mysterious threads
i irradiate my home with a million more tiny daggers
electronic pollution giving us tumours
killing the bloody bees
so we can google bee
dont kill bees
dont kilbey
yeah i gone wireless
i got my tablet
i painty painty real good n finish it all off
always fresh conundrums for any killer
mostly at least me
thats beast not least
life is trickier than i ever imagined
just think what it must be like for bobby dylan
coz my life drives me crazy
and some nights are i cant turn off all those old songs
biting me on the arse from the past
fuck life then but what else have we got?
my battery moves into the red
my account is fuller
but my head is emptier
and my heart is heavy
and its beat goes
boom boom bang boom boom bang
bang shang a lang
my lungs go gaspetty gasp
my teethies crumble
and they were all YELLOW
life and time drag me down
random flux
disturbances in the fabric of reality
bad karma for an old villain
or what?
dont answer that, please…..

14 Responses to “nature strip”

  1. avatar
    Anonymous | 9 February 2010 at 7:34 am #

    eggs come from sheep, crisps are made of plastic and butterflies produce cheese – these are just some of the wrong answers given by children in a test of their knowledge of food sources

    http://uk.news.yahoo.com/21/20100202/tuk-children-believe-sheep-lay-eggs-6323e80.html

  2. avatar
    CAPTAIN BEYOND | 9 February 2010 at 10:45 am #

    okay i won't answer that…
    Jonny

  3. avatar
    matt davison | 9 February 2010 at 11:37 am #

    Hear this Oh mortal man.

    I tell you

    We are all in this together!! I understand how you feel. I am going through much as well..

    You are not crazy.

    everything comes to pass..

    The Lord makes poor and makes Rich.

    He brings low he also exalts,

    He raises up the poor from the
    dust;
    he lifts the needy from the ash heap
    to make them sit with princes and accept the seat of honour.

    For the pillars of the earth are the lords.

    and on them he has set the world.

    1 SAMUEL 2 R.S.V-1

    Md
    ps*
    Forgetyourself for a moment killer… go sing for free at a downtown shelter for needy people GOD knows sydeers is full of em. Or/ something…!! teach kids to paint …I dunno, grab a chance to give that gift you have to others.

  4. avatar
    Richard | 9 February 2010 at 1:16 pm #

    YOUR tablet?

  5. avatar
    Jasperina | 9 February 2010 at 1:46 pm #

    There is one thing about the mystery of this blog, your words in this space of cyberspace…it has become a creative haven. A sanctuary into a poet's corner and an artist's studio. The frustration of living with reality and the unending joy of the imaginary world. Life and time are dragging me down too but the sacred space that is this blog creates the solace I crave.

  6. avatar
    Freddie | 9 February 2010 at 2:50 pm #

    Just go with the flow, man. No worries, be happy. You're loved and adored by many, not all but many and we'll back you into a corner…I mean, we're in yer corner all the way baby!

    Anon at 6:34 p.m., I tested this out on my five year old this morning and here are the answers I got. Eggs come from penguins. Milk comes from 24 as does cheese and potato chips. Fries come from McDonalds and potatoes come from light.

  7. avatar
    davem | 9 February 2010 at 7:43 pm #

    Have had major pc problems so I haven't been able to log on. Just borrowing my lads laptop to say hi.
    Any sign of that holiday you were after?
    Good news about the US tour, would be lovely to get a date or two or Europe but we know how hard it is for you guys.
    Love to you sk.
    x

  8. avatar
    Anonymous | 9 February 2010 at 8:28 pm #

    Last couple of days I've been thinking of songs that I think would be interesting for The Church to appropriate

    Dice by Finley Quaye…nice chord sequence Bm D A E…kinda laid back but upflifting

    And here's one from leftfield…
    Dreams of Children by The Jam

    ====
    Also wondering why Dropping Names from Seance has never made reapparances over the years?

  9. avatar
    knot | 9 February 2010 at 9:44 pm #

    beloved killer
    sending you some light and energy
    from the west

  10. avatar
    princey | 9 February 2010 at 9:45 pm #

    You're doing better than a lot of people out there sk.
    You say your old songs are coming back to bite you on the bum, lucky your aussie "anthem" is UTMW and not "Land Downunder", can a rip-off flute solo really be worth all that money?????? (hope that bagpipe solo is an original sk!!)
    Take care and love always
    Amanda

  11. avatar
    cazziem | 10 February 2010 at 12:08 am #

    What light through yonder window breaks, the one that affects computers by the sound of recent comments, including my own, and now this blog with your news of wireless!
    So as you sit and type, type, type, we hungry cubs of the wolf ingest the morsels you provide for us then type, type, type back to say thanks for the food for thought, but satisfying as it is, we still await the next serving.
    I agree with you that we are creatures, who have lost their grace, but maybe that’s because in this life span everyone needs to shout to be heard, and yet no-one’s heard cos everyone’s shouting!
    Tired of running eh? Not me, I’m tired of standing still! As for the body, and it’s beauty; it’s the beauty within that matters most, and it’s not possible to be a true villain yet provide the warm glow through words, pictures and music that penetrates the hearts, minds and souls of so many. So, stop looking in the mirror or the reflection of that PC screen, but look, listen and read the magnetism you emit instead.

  12. avatar
    Anonymous | 10 February 2010 at 2:03 am #

    how does Bob Dylan feel?

    shit, how about God? how do you think God feels?

    Dylan doing fine, hitting road for Japan and China next month, gonna sing the same classic shit, maybe mix in another old tune or two. he's a badass, my friend, every man is jealous of him. Yes, time travelers from the future will attend all his shows this year, just like they did last year, the same time travelers who attended Elvis's shows in 1976, remember? (for those shows proved to be his best).

    just get some sleep, man, kiss yer wife and kids.

    keep making new music. and hit the road. sing the old ones and the new. and, believe it or not, the time travelers will show up, especially as you get older, because each show will mean more and more.

    But 50s aint nothing yet.

    but don't waste your days, man, don't waste your days.

    ah, ah. Wilfred P

  13. avatar
    Anonymous | 10 February 2010 at 4:20 am #

    you're a prince kilbs, not a villain. Think about the joy your words and voice bring to so many..=good karma, surely.xx

  14. avatar
    m.p.k | 10 February 2010 at 9:30 pm #

    actually, i find your perspectives and most of all your music give me hope and inspiration. i feared nothing more than inspiration withering on the vine with age. as you continue to amaze us all with your renewals, you teach us how to live and create, you reveal the grand progress of a grand soul. you are that, SK.


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