Sunday Night

Sunday night

I do not pause

Eyes alight in tender night

I smile. I have no need for pause.

It's quiet in my head

No fragile dreams are huddled shaking in vain denial of certain death

No taut ropes, no thoughts that cut a finger gently placed upon them in the dark

Instead I am aglow

The confident intentions gently stroll around my head and take a seat

This is new

And parts of brain not previously engaged by such as this

Are cranked to life and need a little oil.

I might mistake the lack of terror for a fault

I now do not

The bungee jumper does not scream except with joy unless the fundamental laws of physics are beyond him.

Raison D'Ecrire #1

Hello. I am Tom the autobiographical aardvark. You live your life, but it doesn't go the way you planned. It presents unforeseen challenges. I don't want to sound self-pitying - I realise I've been very lucky in many ways - but still, I've had my share of (relative) strife. For example, I can't eat aardvark cucumber. I think it's a genetic thing. And as you know, aardvark cucumber is the only fruit aardvark eat. Also, as an adolescent I was very self-conscious about the fact that I have four toes on my front feet and five toes on the hind ones. It was a great relief to find this is normal for aardvarks. I also worried, unnecessarily, about the length of my tongue.

Anyway, as you go through life and overcome obstacles - sometimes cleanly, sometimes not - you learn a thing or two about yourself and others. You gain insight and wisdom. And there comes a time when you want to share your insight, formulate your wisdom, give voice to your weltanschaung - when you want to take everything you've learned, and use it to make fun of other aardvarks.

I'm writing an aardvark sketch show!

Dancing on Graves #1

Hello! I am Justin the Sandymount Gecko. I really liked Café en Seine because of the indoor palm trees. That's my kind of pub. I'm really sad that it's gone. The way things are going, I'll have to start socialising in places that don't have indoor trees. It's not right.