Monday, May 18, 2009

my dead fish

.....so, I decided to go fishing for the first time in my life with my brothers from another mother and after a long winded drive down the dusty fishing settlement, a couple of beers and about 4hours of casting in the sun, again, I managed to catch my maiden fish, hooked it up right in the mouth but it was already dead!
Did I say that a few more got away and that I was the only one in our team of regular fishermen who caught something? Please, be proud for me! As long as I know that fishing is not really my sport, there is no harm in going to shop for my own fishing rod right? Say it was a good change from the routine of things.
...and yeah! black men do get tanned. I have a few tan lines from shooting the Suzuki ad for 2days in the sun as proof....ain't that a shame! I am a dalmatian.

Monday, May 11, 2009

Vainness

Visions in flashes, and melody, and crashes
The leap to step, and the heap of mistake
Distress calls, the stake just raised
Here is the vanity of haste,
The enormity of waste
Was it karma? Is it common?
Long nights and a brief dawn
Is it Tuesday?
There are footsteps of night on the wet lawn
Lights flashes, twice, static
Life’s champion lies, panting
Drowned in cheers and sweat
He won the race that has not finished
The fight against self, the race toward time
A mind against will,
A basket full of wishes

©Ub Matthews - 100509