with 90 per cent of my memory card
filling up with stuff for others this week
that needed to be vibrant, sharp and look like them,
the weekend comes and I'm gaaasping
to blur the lines, fade out the colours,
find comfort in what remains unseen.
a little rummage through the hard drive
led to a late-night edit on those lines.
“I have no advice for anybody;
except to, you know,
be awake enough
to see where you are at any given time,
& how that is beautiful,
& has poetry inside.”
- Jeff Buckely