Edge of love

And how many times have you
thought like this?
That you could not sort

because you did not hide 

and didn't ignore the the other side.

Because you did not hide

private property and all
before  you set sail on the waves -
only guided by love and
the luminescent path of stars-

your was heart for sale then 

your house for the times to invade

Ah! to be blowing in the wind.

The ugliness when they discovered
you hiding your gold ring.

Who knew dreams were so selfish?

Who knew loving would be so hard?

Inside llewyn davis

Coens are my fav directors.True grit was an attempt at something different perhaps but

Inside llewyn davis marks a return to typical coen humour .

Highly recommended.Just dont expect much emo about 1960s New york folk music scene.luckily they dint fall into that trap.

Her

Spike Jonze's Her is perhaps the archetype of what overindulgence in arts and snobby sentimental crap brings.

By the way here is a song I am really liking 

Jesus etc by Wilco

http://youtu.be/59CDQb1wtV8

Tomorrow

Sons resembling their fathers 

Daughters born with grandma's

cheekbones

Oh how you have grown!

Listening to old country tunes

And reading pulp fiction.

As if in silence 

The river took its own decisions

Mellowing down and theorising

new looks at old fights

History is fancy dress nights.

I loose myself thinking 

Our lives are poems

For someone else to write.