Friday, October 16, 2009

Sticks and Stones

For a moment,
a really really long moment,
I forgot....

What it was like to slide across my fake terraza floors, skating on the sand, under the heat lightning of a 1970's disco ball, a thousand strikes of a summer sky....

And dance...

My car stereo ate the last of Bob Dylan on a roadtrip through unamed cities, the computer spit out the Beatles with totally misplaced venom, and my Adobe crashed....hushing Mick Jagger forever from my playlist world....

And then...
I ordered 100 dollars worth of office sillies from a starving Office Supply Vendor, and they sent me the key....a little dime a dollar CD player with a thousand electrical cords dangling and a handy dandy remote player....

And I danced in a blues bar on an accidental night to accidental music...

And I remembered....

"You can't always get what you want,
but sometimes you get what you need"....

Even if it's the same old story....

Friday's are for dancing...

6 comments:

i beati said...

how marvelous

Anonymous said...

And as much change, change and change we get...somehow it seems things do remain the same...
The days remain days and the love remains love...
ILYSVVFMSL

singleton said...

Ibeati...
And today,
with windows wide open on this first day of cool....
the music will play on and on and on....
backdrop for the breeze:)

Sisterlove...
There are no words big enough to say how much you mean to me...

Anonymous said...

GawdIDLY&IMYSVM...

santa rita farm said...

Hee! Hee! I did it! Started a blog!

singleton said...

sisterlove...ILY, too!

SantaRita! Woo-hoo! Now get posting!