Shattered and Stretched

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  1. HellsKitchenmanNYC

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    I wrote this for no known reason while cleaning the bathroom. Posting for no reason other to get it down of small sheets of paper.


    Shattered and Stretched

    Like a wind across a bay
    A nite is nite and
    a day is a day.
    Pine-ing away
    I'm stretched and I'm frayed
    Shattered
    Like the old street I grew up on.......
    remember that the tree that grew around your house
    The one your memories are stored in
    Is the one that will point you out and the memories will find you.
    The child inside you still runs the streets
    and the tv screen that is your heart...
    reruns it over and over as you look in the mirror
    You are that tree..........
    And when you dance with the past
    There's a chance you'll wind up on the street of your past
    Asking do the stars in the sky mean anything to you
    They're just stories.
    Your fourth chapter you rewrote
    after the 15th time
    your heart broke
    They're just stories.
    And that's how life is when you get used to it
    Not like when you swung on a tree
    Now you swing on pages of stories
    Life is not worth your while
    Like rings of smoke you casually blow into the air.
    Will it ever really be alright to
    keep that memory in plain sight
    A box of letters keeps it tucked away.
    Shattered and stretched like skin in the final days
    Close the eyes and wander a street of final dreams
    That's the place where things go right
    Raise a glass and be happy for happy people
    Happy people on cruises and wall street...
    So perfect and wonderful with shining white teeth
    You can't imagine their trees and streets where they grew
    Raise your glass and laugh
    Your refill is on it's way
    Get thru yet another day
    Get thru another day
    Get thru another day
    Raise your glass and laugh
    Shattered and stretched
    Shattered and stretched
    Shattered and stretched
    Another day.
     
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    You wrote it on toilet paper?

    Sounds a bit concerning actually... you alright?
     
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    I'm fine. I just have these 'pockets' of memory/feelings that come out when I'm idle. This was one of them. It was like Summer of '42 meets bathroom cleaning meets a memory/feeling meets a train of disjointed thought. It's kinda like a song if you're a crooner and inside my head. Thoughts are like storms sometimes. And the images they put forth are hard to pinpoint in words. We can only do our best...heeee
     
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    I'm always amazed at how clearly my mind works when engaged in mindless tasks like cleaning or painting. I wish I could reliably summon that level of concentration when sitting at my computer with a deadline looming.

    Of course, "Shattered and Stretched" could describe my date last Friday morning, but that's another topic :wink:
     
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    Hmmm! You didn't lick those stamps I left in the fridge did you?
     
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    If he did, you'll both turn into enormous faggy twats cause that's what happens when you lick those stamps.

    Go ask Alice.


     
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    Am I sick?

    I thought you were going to be telling us about the great sex you just had and how it tired you out...

    Sometimes, I scare myself !
     
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    Unfort. I haven't had that delicious knife in awhile. Tho that memory tears thru me alot hopefully I'll get a new experience to ricochet thru my mind like a sweaty New Orleans nite soon!
     
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    You're becoming florid, Flora.
     
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    Did u mean to call me Florida from Good Times?! :D
     
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    My father's mother's mother was named Flora; I understand she was a handful.
     
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    Sterling Avenue

    When the motors are running and your hearts gunning
    For a space..where you are just you...
    What are you going to be doing?
    It's the time you spent on Sterling Avenue.
    That sent you right
    Thru the roof
    and you
    Knew life was
    clean, shiney and rust-proof.

    Walk your street
    So dark and so grim
    Can't wait to get home
    I'm fooling me
    Mr Grimm

    It's Life on Sterling Avenue
    A bowl of fun
    A bowl of Hell!
    it made your split personality ring the bell!
    Ring it! Ring it!
    The bell of protection.
    Life on Sterling Avenue!
    It's great! Parents galore..
    It's all a bbq and fawning on kids some more.
    Ahh parents love their kids
    *no a lemon, not a lime*
    Marriage was their dream that brought them from a shiney light to a dark bridge
    *no a lemon, not a lime*
    The musty New England cellar wa the clubhouse
    Whip
    Crack
    Whip
    The friends you find there are the people of the playroom.
    Sterling Avenue
    Sterling Avenue
    Life was fun there
    Life was fine there
    They told me it was
    I was assured it was
    Even as parents toasted their friends
    I
    was
    Lying and crying
    i was
    Hoping somewhere
    I would be
    heard.

    Life on Sterling Avenue
    I was
    Hiding inside a skin that was
    So thin and so....

    Life on Sterling Avenue
    hiding when my dad would
    Come home and
    Hit my mom so hard my head hurt
    and
    Life on Sterling Avenue
    We had a beautiful lawn
    so perfectly manicured and daddy's
    Salarie so ultra blue
    and
    Perfect
    and where did it al go wrong?

    I love my special hiding place
    All the lies the hassle, al the dross of life.
    There's this thing...this thing!
    I swear it has wings. Glorious wings
    when you're a small person trying to hide.
    It's GLORIOUS!
    It covers you
    It makes you laugh.
    It's your friend.
    And best of all ONLY you can see it.

    Life on Sterling Avenue.
     
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