murakami kicks ass.

.chasing puddles in the desert

ebbing joy as i skip
forward i plant my soul
hardened by the linear course of time
shimmering hue of blue in scorching warmth of sun
yet only coarse bone specks await
always a momentary ever lessening flinch
before chasing the next puddle
shimmering delirium of hope
how long before i realise
i am but chasing puddles in the desert

I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

I know that you are something special
To you I'd be always faithful
I want to be what you always needed
Then I hope you'll see the heart in me

I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

Your beautiful soul, yeah
You might need time to think it over
But im just fine moving forward
I'll ease your mind
If you give me the chance
I will never make you cry c`mon lets try

I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

Am I crazy for wanting you
Baby do you think you could want me too
I don't wanna waste your time
Do you see things the way I do
I just wanna know if you feel it too
There is nothing left to hide

I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I wanna chase
You're the one I wanna hold
I wont let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

You beautiful soul, yeah

-j.mccartney

replicationofalabourerslife.

damn alarm clock ali and wife wakes john and wife scoff that they have to wake so early for the kids and for work luke wakes the kids the kids oversleep ben gets worked up at the kids charlie laments why cant the kids just be disciplined and wake up on time ted wife and kids do the breakfast routine that is never completed as the rush begins wife begins household routine ali embarks on the rush to school the jam the f*ing taxi drivers john drops the kids luke thinks about work about the cubicles the telephones ringing the stale airconditioning the printer toner stench the harsh fluorescent lighting the same boring places for lunch reaches work parks car gets into the office forced smile greets collegues thinks about the fleeting joy knocking off at 630 the telephone rings the email buzzes the office routine begins 617 ben knocks off drives home stands at driveway relieved office day is done looks at front door with lifeless smile knowing stacatto awaits dinner tv kids on computer wonders why is there not more family joy clock chimes 9 confronts kids about homework flicks of computer unplugs telephone sits kids down lectures kids about how hard he works to provide for the family why cant kids do the f*ing homework kids dig pen into paper rage bottled suppressed repressed ted slams door walks to master bedroom wife watching tv slams door complains washes up fitful sleep damn alarm clock

i wish the strength to deny thee.

I yield not to the void.
still darkness from the breast creeps
snarled, my neck
swirling,
emptiness.
smile as agony wastes;
why can’t I just walk
impaled by one who returns not
too much I wish thy happiness.
phantom stilts on flaccid hope
that there be another.
else to love I live
but a sordid lie in my soul