alcohol is the anesthesia through which we may tolerate this life
even those who don’t drink anymore
feel like taking a drink to get though lockdown
the moon watched over all her lustful infidelities
it was over
moon shining silver
and she was going home
trying to smile, nothing there
she was beautiful, a mature slut
she would regret her lascivious lust
just a thong, under a see thru dress
and what’s wrong with that?
of course you’re not scared of me, I’m not the vampire
‘I adore you…..’ she said. ‘please take your clothes off…..’
‘these aren’t clothes…..’
‘you’re a werewolf, aren’t you…..?’
she was so fucking hot
and so into being used by the wolf
the witch wore black satin and lace
the werewolf wasn’t impressed, he much preferred red
the werewolf came to her, charmed by her soft voice
‘you are lascivious lust incarnate…..’ Red Riding Hood whispered
‘and I like that’
Red Riding Hood had almost tamed a werewolf
now what was she going to do with him?
red sky in the morning, sailor take warning
red sky at night
for true love knows no seasons, no endings nor beginnings
black beach roiling
the lonely figure walking
March gales came in slashing
white water boiling and crashing
and yet he is far away day-dreaming
of love, the moon and stars, finer things
hearing her voice seeing her face in his mind
knowing, deep in his heart, this is the beginning
so in love with her
nothing else matters
love and music can change the world
Recently I’ve been pretty sick with this
fucking terrible COVID-19 thing. My symptoms were fairly mild, and I’ve pulled through fairly quickly. One of the reasons I’ve recovered so fast is the support and love my friends have given me ~ that’s marvelous and it’s also helping now that I’m in lockdown.
This Jackie Wilson song is for them.
The Fred Astaire / Ginger Rogers clip goes brilliantly. And who ya gonna call…..? (You have to remember Ghostbusters to get the connection.)
Please listen with my thanks.
and she did it all backwards
in tall heels
it’s always the car ~ hot women love a cool jaguar
he was enchanted by her beautiful angel eyes
he was enthralled by her lascivious witch’s mouth
he was utterly lost to her when she danced in his mind
‘Do you love me? he asked…..
but he knew in his heart that whatever she said would be a lie
‘No….’ she replied
Black is a good colour on a woman, or a car
both of them are expensive
if you have to choose, black silk is the better
another brilliant disguise
and not every woman can wear black
trust me on this one ~ lockdown isn’t much fun
I got sick from the coronavirus before a nation-wide lockdown was imposed on the entire United Kingdom. So, this is Day 10 of my being completely isolated in the garret, and I’m slightly miffed about it all. Being a sick hermit, not going out, seeing nobody at all, with nobody allowed into my place, isn’t as much fun as you might think.
The upside is that there is utter, complete, peace and quiet ~ whenever you want it.
The downsides include:
- It’s no fun for a guy to be sick without anyone to complain to.
- There’s no nurse to make the bed, bring drinks, and sort out the proper medication.
- Unless you’re at death’s door you can’t get medical treatment anyway.
- Watching endless reruns on TV is stultifying.
- Eating the worst diet you can imagine, out of cans.
- Snacking all day and half the night.
- A complete lack of physical exercise.
- Not shaving, washing, or changing out of the sweats you were wearing a week ago.
- Loneliness, utter boredom, anxiety, depression, paranoia.
And, if I was still drinking, I’d probably be drinking 24 / 7.
If there is anyway on this Earth you can avoid being incarcerated alone during a lockdown, just go for it.
I haven’t got one of these,
It would be nicer.
the police start enforcing draconian new powers
Just a short while ago I received a text from the UK Government saying; ‘New Rules in force now: you must stay at home. Stay at home. Protect the NHS.’
And the rules are draconian. There are police patrols out in all major UK cities breaking up any group of more than two people, and trying to get people to just go home.
There are only 4 reasons I can go outside of the garret:
- Shopping for basic necessities.
- Medical needs.
- Travelling to and from work, but only if I can’t work from home. (I don’t work anyway.)
- One form of exercise per day, (say walking the dog or going to the store).
I guess if I walk to the store, pharmacy, or my doctor, then that’s also my one piece of fresh air and exercise for the day. In any event I must stay out of the garret for as little time as possible, and stay at least 6 feet from anyone else.
A whole lot of non-essential stores are closed, by order of the government, including clothing and electronics stores. Libraries, community centres, leisure centres, hotels, campsites, trailer parks, hostels, and places of worship are also closed, initially for 3 weeks from yesterday.
Not even in wartime has England seen anything like this.
It’s no hardship for me, but for some who can’t visit their families or attend their church this may be very difficult.
Sadly, all we in Great Britain have no choice.
rule #2 applies
nobody is allowed in the garret
it’s now time to lock and bar the door
fort-up for the duration of this medical emergency
friends are the greatest treasure any man could wish for
It seems that I have contracted this horrible virus, and right now I feel like shit. But, with the help and support of my friends I know I will be better soon.
This song is for them.
true friends, now and forever