Not Waving But Drowning
by Stevie Smith
Nobody heard him, the dead man,
But still he lay moaning:
I was much further out than you thought
And not waving but drowning.
Poor chap, he always loved larking
And now he's dead
It must have been too cold for him his heart gave way,
They said.
Oh, no no no, it was too cold always
(Still the dead one lay moaning)
I was much too far out all my life
And not waving but drowning.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Saturday, June 27, 2009
MJ...
I enjoyed some MJ in my day. I was never a huge fan, so I'm not really saddened by his passing, but he has some good tunes. Most of my favourite stuff by him is from the 70s and 80s, I think. I think songs like "Billy Jean," "Wanna Be Starting Something," and "Beat It" were among the best. I think stuff like "Heal The World" sucks. The video below is the last decent single I remember him putting out.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Interview With An Immortal
Still alive, just quiet. A poem that I wrote last summer:
Interview with an Immortal
I don’t live the finite life, but life revived
within each mind. I’m not a mind, like the kind
I entertain; but when we meet, we share
a brain, where I’m alive, but not contained.
My planet is an active mind, aroused
through time; an ageless host, I know, but note:
parasites don’t enrich a life; I give
back what time invests. Though I have no flesh,
I have a form, and a depth; I just need
a being to give me being. When it leaves,
My end is not a death; just a break between
the lives that give me mine. From a line
my life extends, pulled by needle through each head,
and hurts sublime: suturing immortal life.
Copyright © by Anthony Zanetti
Interview with an Immortal
I don’t live the finite life, but life revived
within each mind. I’m not a mind, like the kind
I entertain; but when we meet, we share
a brain, where I’m alive, but not contained.
My planet is an active mind, aroused
through time; an ageless host, I know, but note:
parasites don’t enrich a life; I give
back what time invests. Though I have no flesh,
I have a form, and a depth; I just need
a being to give me being. When it leaves,
My end is not a death; just a break between
the lives that give me mine. From a line
my life extends, pulled by needle through each head,
and hurts sublime: suturing immortal life.
Copyright © by Anthony Zanetti
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Not Fair - Lily Allen vs. Jenny Lewis & The Watson Twins
I was just watching this video and since it is has some 70s-ish fashions and hair, I thought I'd post it. Somewhere in the song, I heard a line about giving head!
That video actually reminded me of this one, which is a bit older, but same general concept. More gross outfits.
That video actually reminded me of this one, which is a bit older, but same general concept. More gross outfits.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
The Hours
Why not sprinkle some greatness onto your life today? Click for my post about a great film & director over at the Cinemension blog.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
The Reader
Starring these two above, among others. Click for my post on this bad film.
Labels:
bad films,
david kross,
kate winslet,
ralph fiennes,
the reader
Monday, March 23, 2009
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