At some point between leaving the house on Friday and post-Merlin last night I lost my cash-card, stupid sod that I am. I also lazed out on Saturday, I didn’t put all the exam desks away. So today instead of spending my time in the warm, watching tripe on the TV, in my PJs, drinking tea and playing at finishing my TMA I had to go out into the freezing world to blag a twenty-spot off my folks and schlep desks and chairs in a freezing ex-church. Plays fuck with a TMA I can tell you.
Too often this is my world, Sunday night, a mess of my own making, a straggle-flock of shite-headed failure and the undone. But buildings own me, I have a church, an ex one for sure, but it and I and we are a pair. Today I did something I rarely do.
The ex-church pretends to be a theatré nowadays—it has lovvey lights and every window is blacked out. I was squatting on the stage feeling freezing when something told me to open a blackout.
By a strange chance I watched the sun setting in King David’s eyes. We forget that this world is magical at our peril.
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2012–12–02
sunday—searching for my soul
At some point between leaving the house on Friday and post-Merlin last night I lost my cash-card, stupid sod that I am. I also lazed out on Saturday, I didn’t put all the exam desks away. So today instead of spending my time in the warm, watching tripe on the TV, in my PJs, drinking tea and playing at finishing my TMA I had to go out into the freezing world to blag a twenty-spot off my folks and schlep desks and chairs in a freezing ex-church. Plays fuck with a TMA I can tell you.
Too often this is my world, Sunday night, a mess of my own making, a straggle-flock of shite-headed failure and the undone. But buildings own me, I have a church, an ex one for sure, but it and I and we are a pair. Today I did something I rarely do.
The ex-church pretends to be a theatré nowadays—it has lovvey lights and every window is blacked out. I was squatting on the stage feeling freezing when something told me to open a blackout.
By a strange chance I watched the sun setting in King David’s eyes. We forget that this world is magical at our peril.