Monday, February 03, 2014
Sunday, February 02, 2014
Nothing ever moved in this house until
I bought a turntable and it broke and
I had a fellow come in, he was a nice fellow,
and he repaired it and dusted it off and said
“Now it’s squeaky clean!” and it started
moving again and he put on his hat and
left and nothing moved.
You could say the fan moves in the house
it’s true but I never see it because I turn it
on after I turn off the lights and go to
bed and wonder where you might be now
if you are happy now as I lie here and
listen to Ravel andante which really just
means 'a lonely man in France, walking'
and he is also not moving in the house.