Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Seaven Teares figured in seaven Passionate Pavans together with six songs of teares and Weeping.


You remember in Tom and Jerry when Tom would somehow get his head stuck in a bell and then Jerry would, invariably, gong it, and then the bell would come off somehow and Tom's head would still be ringing and also it would be in the shape of a bell? Yeah. That.

But today's tears are for the snow that falls on a dead person's birthday. For the outrageous courage to feign guilt. For suffering in solitude. For the burden of being attractive (and for the measures which we will undertake to get that way). For the girls that torment me. For the man that forgives my madness. For the horses hunted by dogs and for the dogs hunted by people. For the build up and the let down and the blow off valves. For showing up and saying hi. For celebrating one year in two hours. For rock hard breasts and soft cocks. For chromatic languages and 18th century ears. For the lack of inspiration that satisfaction brings. For the good men and for the women that complicate them.