Friday, November 20, 2015

Sailor Semen on your Eyeballs





No, the title was just clickbait for what I hope (have been promised by my publicist) will be my new audience: those that are most deeply, though very temporarily, concerned with the Syrian refugee crisis. 

Another night, memories flashing against the darkness as the murmuring of owls.

Nope, too poetic. Doesn't sit well with the Syrian sailor semen. Let me try again. Maybe I can work them together into some seminal soup.


Yesterday, I took the boy to the grocery store to buy some supplies to get us through the night and morning, then maybe part of the weekend by myself. A few bottles of wine, some veggies, olive oil. You get the idea. Ham.

When we were getting in the car the sun was going down. The sky was lit in oranges and yellows and reds and background blues. We stopped and looked at it for a while, taking in all that there is, all that the moment of life had to offer. I explained that the sun was going to sleep for the night and we'd see it again in the morning.

The boy said, Daddy, if you move into the city where it's noisy then I'll understand.

I spent a few minutes trying to impress upon the boy what a non sequitur is and while they can sometimes be used artfully they can also be confusing to the listener if the imaginary or literal connection is somehow lost (see above, son). While unexpected juxtapositions offer up their own value - as the collision synthesis of the film cut does in montage - one must be also careful in these sensible times.

Then, I told him that he didn't need to worry about me moving into the city, my knees were getting too old to go out dancing much more anyway, and my stomach gets milky whenever I eat too much powdered ecstasy quickly.

I really do wonder where he gets these ideas. The mysterious oh, well of Mommy.

Well. Well. Well.

There is what is known as a backstory to the sailor semen stuff, though now for the life of me it escapes me.

Once, that first link above worked its way back into the vortex I clicked around until this one sat on my lap





I got a man who tries to run me
That's the way to make me run away
He don't know he's just a pushin' me 
To a man who make me happy

I'm an independent woman, mmm
I don't need no man to take care of me
Can't nobody pay for my problems
'Cause I supply my own security

I need a hi, hi, hi, hideaway
Don't make me run away
Listen to me, need a hi, hi, hi, hideaway
Don't make me run away 
No, no….

I need you to go

If it 'aint one thing it's another
Don't you get caught in the two timin' lovers
Love will make you blind every time
But now I need a little piece of mind

My mistake was letting my guard down
Settin' myself up for this runaround
Now you just don't need to let me grow
'Cause now I know you don't have no control

I need a hi, hi, hi, hideaway
Don't make me run away
Sing it with me, need a hi, hi, hi, hideaway
Don't make me run away 
No, no….

I need to go, hey, don't you wanna know
I want you to go

I need yeah, a hideaway.

I need your love. 
Don't you wanna know. 
I want you to know.
I need a…
… a hideaway

Honey, don't you need to know….


- De 'Lacy, "Hideaway"





I wanted everything for a little while, why shouldn't I?
I wanted to know what it was like.

I pushed you too far, started layin' down the law
'til I didn't love you any more


The ground's gonna' swallow you, I was wrong.


The ground's gonna' swallow you, I was wrong.











This girl I know needs some shelter
She don't believe anyone can help her
She's doing so much harm, doing so much damage
But you don't want to get involved
You tell her she can manage
And you can't change the way she feels
But you could put your arms around her

I know you want to live yourself
But could you forgive yourself
If you left her just the way
You found her

I stand in front of you
I'll take the force of the blow
Protection

I stand in front of you
I'll take the force of the blow
Protection

You're a boy and I'm a girl
But you know you can lean on me
And I don't have no fear
I'll take on any man here
Who says that's not the way it should be

I stand in front of you
I'll take the force of the blow
Protection

I stand in front of you
I'll take the force of the blow
Protection

She's a girl and you're a boy
Sometimes you look so small, look so small
You've got a baby of your own
When your baby's gone, she'll be the one
To catch you when you fall

I stand in front of you
I'll take the force of the blow
Protection

I stand in front of you
I'll take the force of the blow
Protection

You're a girl and I'm a boy 

Sometimes you look so small, need some shelter
Just runnin' round and round, helter skelter
And I've leaned on me for years
Now you can lean on me
And that's more than love, that's the way it should be
Now I can't change the way you feel
But I can put my arms around you
That's just part of the deal
That's the way I feel
I'll put my arms around you

I stand in front of you
I'll take the force of the blow
Protection

I stand in front of you
I'll take the force of the blow
Protection


You're a boy and I'm a girl




I've leaned on me for years







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