Alien Landscape

taken from Critten's "Linda in the First" 28/12/2006.

i asked her,
where do you go for days and days?
there is no more life left in this mortal city. tell me another story which goes in a perfect circle so it never really ends. tell me that secret tale about the death of giants and the beginning of humanity. don't go just yet. it is only eight. your world can wait.

once upon a time - no no start with 'they came in great numbers, their toes are the now great oaks, their souls are the earthworms that keep this paradise alive. their legacy written in the constellations'. hey i think i can see Grew the legendary Spitter. see those clump of stars? what are you saying? there are no stars. (silence) ok recite a haiku for me please. something happy. no wait, something that. that. you know. monumental. ok. Crestfallensky once wrote:

Only hideous
Eyes, could ever understand
What true beauty is.

(silence) why are you so nice today, Critten? maybe i'm dying. that is not funny.
am i beautiful? i have hideous eyes? yes. yes. nobody else thinks so. i am a crippled beauty in a whorehouse. you're cheesy. as are you. hey. play The Stops the for your next song ok? hm hm (singing) i'll miss you the way you miss the sea. don't look down. keep staring like you’ve never seen the stars. if you need me to remind you who you are, little blossom there’s the shiniest soul just behind those eyes. really? i promise. the shiniest.

i'm sorry Gremlin. i am so sorry. it's ok. i never loved you anyway. read me a poem. from your brown book. the one by NeroMatches. i love that one. ok.

Everybody Wants To Rule The World by NeroMatches

That night, under this solid mess of stars
she told me, the world we have
was sitting by the silken roots of her palms.
her lips tremble and shake with every word
And she shivers as she strips her jacket off.
"It's freezing" I whispered. "Put it back on"
She took out her pack of cigarettes
And neared her mouth against my ear, and replied,
"This would keep me warm".
"Of course" I told her, "of course."
She puffs the nicotine out with smiles
And mercury sweat drops trickle down her spine.
--you see, breath left my lungs before i could speak--

"True." she muttered.
"True?" I asked her.
"Yes. True. It's true."
I did not understand her.
Her lips were not anymore trembling
But dried out in that freezing night.
"What is?"
"You."
"I?"
"You. True. You are true."
"Of course."
She took out another stick and lit it with her butane lighter.
Her hands were whiter than snow.

"I'll have the world someday you know."
"Yes, I do."
She stretches out and her eyes follow mine.
I was speechless.
"I love you." she told me.
And I told her I loved her too.
But she shook her head, and took my hand
And cradled her cheek on it.
"Not as much as I do."

Under this solid mess of stars,
I told her I had the world by the roots of my palms.

It was her.

(i put out my strawberry cigarette and pocketed my butane lighter)
i have to go now. i will see you tomorrow. i hope you will finally let me kiss you.
(i left her crying alone. she will never kiss me.)
Posted by NHJ 12/29/2006 02:56:00 pm

Friday, December 29, 2006