Saturday, September 21, 2013

Like A Cat (Crossing A Room)

(song lyrics, or so i imagine, having not yet written the tune.)



Like A Cat (Crossing A Room)
dedicated to Emilia, of whose glamour it must be said one could glimpse an elusive gothic perfection at times.  should one desire such things. 

If the rumours I started are true
And you have a master plan
I'd call this success were I you
You take your victories  -- where you can

You make me forget
You make me forget
You make me forget like a cat
You make me forget
You make me forget
You make me forget just like that

Forever seductively new
If I practice, I'd never withstand
Though of course this cannot really be you
I  take inspiration -- where I can


The Sudden Change Of Indoor Climate: Perhaps Not An Objective Phenomenon


"The Sudden Change Of Indoor Climate: Perhaps Not An Objective Phenomenon"
Being 
A Graphicall Representation 
of The Immediate, Unmistakeable, Most Physical Response
(No Doubt An Effect Intentional)
Of A Certayne Rather Choice Turn of Phrase 
Encountered In Recent Correspondence
With A Gentleman Of Some Notoriety
With The Pleasure Of Whose Aquaintance 
(Happily Saving The Virtuall)
I Sadly Remain Yet Unfamiliar.