(Unknowing saviours & the inadvertently saved.)

Belvedere Jehosophat - Sunday, January 16, 2005 - 18:21:26 - print it raw

osculate; to kiss.

Hundreds of people, maybe as many as 39, line up at a bus stop waiting for a bus that is long overdue. They begin to rock back and forth slowly like trees swaying gently in the wind, but, because of their breeding or maybe because of an indefinable trait of the species, they cling to the ground, backs bent ‘til breaking, withstanding the ever-increasing winds. By all rights these people should snap in half, but they never do. It’s bizarre, to say the least, but it’s still OK, you know?

(When the soundtrack to your life, however, becomes Bic Runga’s “Sway,” it’s time to cut your losses and your roots and put to rights the laws of gravity that hold you down – just take a sword and slice it all up and apart.)

Some drunken cunts*, realising that they’ve been had, wait for the overseers’ hands to come a’ dap dap dapping, and when everyone is distracted by the shining lights and the cuticles and the keratin, they make their escape. They hole up in a bar in Sweden, they lock the doors and barricade themselves in; and, once secure, they make the most miserable music ever heard by human ears. Shards of noise, discordant + piercing, claw at the walls wretchedly. Every once in a while, though, a note finds a hole and bleeds to the outside. Generally – generally, now – when someone hears this noise they drop their books and guns and cut themselves free and float to the surface. Ironically, and sadly of course, the people making these sounds don’t realise the effect that they’re having on the outside world– after all, they were merely chasing catharsis. (Unknowing saviours & the inadvertently saved.)

It’s a war of attrition, and the music makers are losing.

to kiss; to touch or press with the lips slightly pursed in token of affection, greeting, reverence, etc.

It better work out. I hope it works out my way.

* Their words, not mine.

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