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(people often ask me why I live in New York)
I
just had a revelation
though it may be false
brain addled mess of a sleep deprived mind
but I was thinking about London
-those who are tired of London are tired of Living!
I was thinking of living
in a strange new cottage in Berkeley
round the corner from a supermarket in California
riding my bike to the BART station (the seats aren’t as filthy on this one)
I was thinking of having a little life
doing my little job, eating my little meal
missing my little kid and wife
(I’m just being referential)
I realize I live in NYC because it’s the whole world
it’s not trying to be somewhere specific
fuck that
it’s trying to be everything
everywhere
all
I can deal with being in the forest
I like being Nowhere
it’s having to shop at Walmart that reminds me I’m Somewhere
and that Somewhere is a place with little taste and huge blindspots, large unemployments, boredoms, abuses and exploitations
in NYC that’s an entirely Of Course!
but it doesn’t matter
coz it’s not happening somewhere else where we can forget about it
it’s all happening right here
all around us
these are my current illusions
and more lyrics:
"Life is precious
Every Minute
and more Precious
With You
In It"
"Somewhere
maybe someday
maybe somewhere far away…"
"you might have been a headache
but you never were a bore!
Thanks for the memory"
.iP
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