Sunday, March 11, 2007

Your postcards are making me miss you more

...
The only thing I ever get to see
is pictures of places that I have never been
because I'm going no where fast
so I might as well sit here then for a while
on my arse

The only thing I ever get to hear
is messages on my answering machine
from friends who are overseas
because I'm going no where fast
and it seems I'm always out
whenever they are calling me

The only thing I ever get to feel
is the wind on empty streets
stuck here in Melbourne
because I'm going no where fast
so I'll wander the streets alone

remembering the past

The only thing I ever get to smell
is the underarm odour from businessmen on the train
it's not an exotic underarm like one finds elsewhere...
because I'm going no where fast
so I might as well inhale here for a while
hoping I'm going somewhere soon...


I'm feeling melancholic.
I'm missing you:
Dave in United Arab Emirates,
Michael in India,
Tam in New Zealand,
Nicky in UK or Africa or where ever you are,
Kelley in Ireland,
my mum...

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