3 a.m.

So I’m trampling through the undergrowth, wondering what the hell I think I’m doing. I know M’s waiting for me. I know I’m late. I know undergrowth and 3 inch heels are not friends. But here I am. In the dark. Trampling.

I will come for you at nighttime
I will raise you from your sleep

Those fekkin’ antipodean songs. Bloody Aussies. Beating their blood rush lyrics through me. Why I like them, I don’t know. But when I’m there, the words speak, croon themselves into me and I can feel the heat of them as they coil and whisper into the night air. Not meant to be angry. But right none the same.

I will come for you at nighttime
I will raise you from your sleep
I will kiss you in four places
As I go running along your street
I will squeeze the life out of you
You will make me laugh and make me cry
And we will never forget it
You will make me call your name
And I’ll shout it to the blue summer sky

And we may never meet again
So shed your skin and let’s get started
And you will throw your arms around me
Yeah, you will throw your arms around me*

We may never meet again? What kind of shite is that? My heel stuck in the wet, rank soil. Fuck. Why do I do this? Rant and run and rage at some stupid twist of fated fluffery. I don’t get like this anymore. I don’t rage. So much. Anymore. But here I am. In the dark.

———–

*Throw Your Arms Around Me. Hunters & Collectors, Human Frailty, 1986

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32 thoughts on “3 a.m.

  1. dex says:

    Love it. You are good lady.

  2. fgb says:

    Still want advice on you garden @ home?

  3. wizard says:

    You should be tucked up in bed – your or his!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  4. dolce says:

    We should all be tucked up somewhere. But sometimes, we’re not.

  5. dolce says:

    YES please! I’ve been meaning to find your details again…but it’s been crazy. Can you email me at ladolcevita@24.com? Thanks for reminding me.

  6. dolce says:

    Was that a compliment? Sjoe. Bit speachless. But I’ll get over it.

  7. zephilla says:

    Did you at least have fun?

  8. dolce says:

    Funny thing is, it was a long time ago. It just surfaced again last night, when I was feeling the same thing and that song popped into my head. A looooong time ago. Weird.

    I thought I was having fun at the time. But it turns out I wasn’t.

  9. dex says:

    But don’t read too much into it – I still won’t sleep with you.

  10. dolce says:

    I’m broken. Devastated. Dusted. I feel so used.

    All my carefully laid plans foiled.

    Excuse me, I must go and weep in the corner.

  11. zephilla says:

    Didn’t you say you have a sexy pychologist, hmmmmmm?

  12. dex says:

    But don’t worry, if you play your cards right, you still have have a shot.

  13. dolce says:

    play the jealousy card. It won’t work. She says, glaring at Zeph.

    Hurmph!

  14. zephilla says:

    *Zeph goes off to fix her suspenders, and straighten her lacy bra*

  15. dolce says:

    Everyone wants a piece of the virile Dexlexics. He’s a catch.

  16. dolce says:

    About Dexter and his manliness? Me? Never!

  17. dolce says:

    [in whisper]

    Hey, Z…isn’t this a bit public…they don’t know about our torrid affair, do they?

  18. dex says:

    die and go to heaven?

  19. dex says:

    It is hell after all. My mistake.

  20. ramon says:

    a bit of girl-on-girl going on.
    How long have you been waiting for that, man?!

  21. dolce says:

    between the two….

    Ag. I’m kidding. I’m sure you’re very manly, aren’t you?

  22. dex says:

    Ever since this morning. I had a Mica morning, if you know what I mean. It was either this or go camping.

  23. dex says:

    For fucksure I am. Just ask Ramon.

  24. dolce says:

    elsewhere, Mr Dexgusting.

  25. dex says:

    ’tis just a little joke.

  26. dolce says:

    A little joke too. I was just going with option 2 for a change.

  27. dex says:

    I’m already sulkified now.

  28. ramon says:

    You didn’t wake up with a brass pole!

  29. dolce says:

    Explanation for the dumb please?

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