Where’s the grandmother and the kettle and the almanac and the girl?

Driving at night. Going

We listened to skipping electro beats
and the rain pit-pattering.
I wasn’t driving.
Absent-mindedly fondling cd covers
Arcade Fire, Fionn Regan, Bjork.
Full, longing voices.
I felt so empty.

Gazing out the window
at the headlamps’ light
glittering off the slick, wet street,
the catseyes.
I have no tears left from you.

Then, when the song ended,
we passed under a bridge
and for a second,
maybe two,
there was perfect silence
and I could see far and long into the night,
but all I could see was the night.
This is the worst pain ever. <b



  1. Phoenix · August 5, 2007

    Powerful and brooding, painting an image I recognize.

    Great. As always. 🙂

  2. vesper · August 5, 2007

    i love this simple zen site you have now. very lovely. and you have such an easy, zen way with words too, talented one. 😉

  3. zaphodfreek · August 6, 2007

    Thanks Phoenix. Glad to hear from you. It’s been a while.
    And that’s by no means your fault.
    It is a little brooding. I was feeling a little shitty.

    vesper! Glad you do. The other one wasn’t as striking and this one is in a very minimalistic way…..if that’s possible.
    Thanks for the complement.

  4. Phoenix · August 6, 2007

    Yeah, it has been a while… I dunno, some times you just don’t feel like blogging, you know what I mean? But I don’t want to miss out on your excellent work. Keep it up, and take care. 🙂

  5. zaphodfreek · August 6, 2007

    I know exactly what you mean.
    It slips for a while.

    No worries

  6. K.M.Ryan · August 8, 2007

    I like it. It’s something i can relate to.

  7. qazse · August 8, 2007


    captures the sadness and bleakness of the ride. I like that you were not driving – it heightens the vulnerability. The cat’s eye worked for me. “Full, longing voices. I felt so empty.” is haunting…

    best to you

  8. zaphodfreek · August 8, 2007

    KMR – Glad it did so. 🙂

    qazse – Thank you.

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