posted on May 2, 2006 at 3:06 am

dont be alarmed
the things you see cant hurt you anymore
they are only potential
they only exist here on this little screen
youve been running and running
but youve realised that we are all one
and therefore
you were always running from yourself
and wherever you went
there you were
like someone trying to see themselves
in a mirror
or in a dream
or both
things getting bigger and shrinking
photowaves of disortion
subcuticular undulation
methodology suspect
in this case
abbreviated time necessary left
ah….thats better
improving fluid days of love
try witch hazel or yohimbe
enter your bath humming strauss
shave your self and think smooth precise aqua glide
take down the chinese white towel
water evaporates like time
comb your hair
change your mind
complete the circle
abandon hope
out the door
the traffic in west ken grinds to a halt
shoulda taken the tube
shoulda been born a million years into the future
but youd still run outta and over time
christan wolf is waiting at the airport
the plane is in the hangar
virgo is rising
wolf takes your luggage silently
his car is warm and aromatic
ultc plays on the stereo
its spring, nearly summer
the countryside is superb
theres virtually nothing to worry about

the poem has already left the building

22 Responses to “the nascent garden of christian wolf”

  1. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 May 2006 at 3:46 am #

    “ultc plays on the stereo
    its spring, nearly summer
    the countryside is superb
    theres virtually nothing to worry about”

    long day sk
    going to take this
    beautiful thought
    to bed and hope
    for lovely dreams
    good night

  2. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 May 2006 at 3:53 am #

    good gig then?

  3. avatar
    CAPTAIN BEYOND | 2 May 2006 at 4:14 am #

    me am back from the beyond within my beyond, me hope you don’t hate me, me love you so, me am just a lost soul swimming in a fish bowl, me have got a fever and me am feeling fainter, me thought me was a DM receiver, a cold war painter, at least for a while, may VISHNU always be there for you esskay, me will find me own way…

  4. avatar
    fergal | 2 May 2006 at 4:47 am #

    something about memory (emerging?) and random flux …

  5. avatar
    who invited the un-alouds | 2 May 2006 at 4:51 am #

    hhmm r u in the uk already 4 your eurodates? Travel suits you. Your language, it’s use and your mind enthralling, and as always faintly self-applicable yet inimitable.

  6. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 May 2006 at 5:47 am #

    your words hypnotising
    your groove mesmerising
    your energy synthesizing
    the icebergs
    like never before

    again priveleged to be in
    your presence

    i’m sure the conCENSUS
    would agree
    kilbey bliss

  7. avatar
    MATTDAVISON | 2 May 2006 at 8:14 am #

    Your not that great Kilbey,
    or are you gonna be…

    You are better..evolable sacrum ruler!! always spinning like a super-nova, heading towards the earth at pace.

    Trying to make sense of this place in space. Spending thousands of years writing prose..singin songs, havin twins….like the nebular…….drinkin grape fucin juice, painting pictures where the composition is STEVE KILBEY..Doin stuff like being; Van go-o-fff! Jesus..dudes like that.
    Spending ower-z writing too people like me and Dutch..Who drove ya home.. me who found ya lost guitar….and Paul who in-vited you for a smoke…ya left with little care in da world..and we listened..we listened……Why cause we are all like you. We love you, You love us. the CHRCHU are what plays all day in our little Utopia….
    So keep with us Don’t loose your head.
    Anyone who knows the truth knows that it is the person you cannot see, that has unconditional love.

  8. avatar
    lily | 2 May 2006 at 8:14 am #

    Today’s blog couldn’t have come at a better time for me. I spent all of yesterday rushing about, worrying…your words are so gorgeous and soothing.

  9. avatar
    Darko Flagg | 2 May 2006 at 8:18 am #

    Dearest Lost Unkle,
    Just salivated over ye olde 67 Syd Barrett PF on Dick Clark TV – whoah the depth of questions..”so what you eat since you been here?”
    Roger “2 cheeseburgers”
    “you wrote the songs?” syd “yeah..”
    ok thanks for comin’
    Started Thinkin’ about interview with U n Molly Meldrum all those yrs ago!

    D Flagg

  10. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 May 2006 at 9:21 am #

    Elvis has kidnapped your poem??!!

  11. avatar
    captainmission | 2 May 2006 at 1:10 pm #

    oh a small black hole seems to be inside your poem.

  12. avatar
    John Garratt | 2 May 2006 at 2:33 pm #

    Not bad…could’ve used a car crash scene though.

  13. avatar
    CeciliaGin | 2 May 2006 at 2:44 pm #

    “…ultc plays on the stereo
    its spring, nearly summer
    the countryside is superb
    theres virtually nothing to worry about…”

    ULTC toca en el estéreo
    es primavera, casi verano
    el campo es espléndido
    virtualmente, no hay por que preocuparse

  14. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 May 2006 at 3:56 pm #

    reading todays blog just got me thinking. The english expression ‘change your mind’ is a funny one isn’t it? change it for what, a new one, a ball of plasticine?
    preferisco la frase italiana.. cambiare idea..
    non vedo l’ora per il gig di londra!
    ti vogliamo bene steve

  15. avatar
    matthew | 2 May 2006 at 5:33 pm #

    very nice essqué – another pleasant departure from the lounge of the everyday.

  16. avatar
    12str | 2 May 2006 at 7:11 pm #

    oh man!!
    got my autographed copy of ultc today!
    in your blog u write about compleeting the circle….
    u expand it man!
    be proud,waddamottafukkin great record…where do u get it? wanna go there too!

    thanks you guys!!


  17. avatar
    CSTCoach | 2 May 2006 at 8:33 pm #

    Got my signed copy of ultc in the mail today. Thanks!!

    By some strange coincidence, also found myself nominated for a national magazine award for my travel lit. Perhaps an end to starvation is on the horizon?

    I’m much more happy to have finally received ultc!!! Off to pour a drink and put on the headphones – it’s been such a long wait.

  18. avatar
    Brad | 3 May 2006 at 12:11 am #

    Ever look at your own blog? Ever see something new? Ever learn about reflections and readings unexpectedly?

    Bounce things of the wall that don’t bounce, and stick things you thought would? Finding an even deeper new self? Just when all the layers peeled back something else?

    I love that about writing in a public eye. Can find the things about yourself that are perfect, and items that need alteration. Gift wraps without holiday.



  19. avatar
    Anonymous | 3 May 2006 at 2:22 am #

    “I don’t mind that you think slowly but I do mind that you are publishing faster than you think.” -Wolfgang Pauli, physicist, Nobel laureate (1900-1958)

    Not applicable here, except in my case sometimes.

  20. avatar
    Phedra | 4 May 2006 at 4:12 am #

    she says
    thank you in a whisper
    and it spreads
    like warm rain
    through the cells where the dolphins are screaming
    their echoes
    reverberate warmth

  21. avatar
    Anonymous | 8 May 2006 at 5:41 am #

    I just read that Grant died over the weekend…

    JF Is now immortal.

    Stay with us forever SK.


  22. avatar
    knot | 27 December 2018 at 7:11 am #

    Not squandered
    But dimes and nickels spent
    On that subjective state
    A dimension unmet
    On tiptoe at the window
    Half undressed
    She rises
    The full moon ruling over Christmas rooftops
    She ascends over the decay of winter gardens
    Decomposition that did instruct and warn
    Under her alluring crown
    Stuck in monotone
    A bridge between the solitude and absence of thought
    She gave birth to the night
    To the loss of a dream
    Wolf pelt clouds thicken
    As the sad foghorn sings
    All the songs your mother taught you.


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