Peter Case

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“rebellion against routine” photo: Paris 1990, by Edgard Garcia

I wish I was somewhere far away on the side of a mountain—sleeping on the floor with a couple of blankets & a bowl of rice—distance—the kiss of the new encounter—aroma of a different egg & leg—so tired of getting’ up & goin’ to school everyday—’til the juice is sucked out of every orange leaving only freeze dried tomatoes—the stranger with a brand new three minute relationship—up all night & wandering to break the spell again—they wanted him in office to throw a wrench in the system—the dog’s been asleep on the floor for hours—but shying away from the broken plans, shattered marriages, the violence of domestic change—out the front door in the mist of early dawn & down the street in the sunlight “bound & determined” ha ha—throw over the sure things, the subscribed, the drills, the calisthenics of boredom, whats the point of living forever in a grind—my back is sore from a chair, my hands ache, the cuppa tea, the same old boring pajama game, throw it over, break out, like never before, “I’ll try something new” sang Smokey, tears are a good sign, shivers another, blood red inspiration, the image that won’t quit, the obsession you live with ’til its in tatters, talk about something new.

3 comments

  1. Really like this! Geez…
    “somewhere far away on the side of a mountain—sleeping on the floor with a couple of blankets & a bowl of rice—distance—the kiss of the new encounter”
    “the dog’s been asleep on the floor for hours—but shying away from the broken plans, shattered marriages, the violence of domestic change”
    “out the front door in the mist of early dawn & down the street in the sunlight ‘bound & determined’ ha ha”
    “the calisthenics of boredom”
    “tears are a good sign, shivers another”
    “the image that won’t quit”
    “the obsession you live with ’til its in tatters”
    When were these words composed?

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