Darts of Pleasure-Franz Ferdinand

Happy Time
Originally uploaded by Danica the Night Stalker.

It was not a very good evening last night...and this morning was not any better.
Conversations do not seem to have the same impact on H as they do for me...so when he asks me if I am Okay...I just answer..."Okay? I haven't been okay for years. Does it seem Okay that I have locked myself in the bathroom?"

And after a quick slapping of myself in the face...I venture out...to the street fair that I wanted to go to...all alone. As I left...I turned around to tell him how much he was hurting me...I don't even think he heard. I've waited my whole life to say that to him and I didn't even enjoy it.

I wander, through art and clothing and about 8 bands on different corners. The smells are intoxicating, especially the incense and petulie oils. Flashback smells of mine!!!

I stop at a table and a band starts up...only to find my very favorite bartender playing on bass. Now I knew he was in a band, but not which one...so I smile, pleasantly surprised. I have always had a thing for bassists...have no idea why. This band was a jazz band on top of it, so because of a new friend it intrigued me.

There he is.
Looking over in my direction.
He waves...
So tall and beautiful
With arms
Spread open wide
As if to say
"Ta Da!"

I walk around some more...and arrive back during a break...chat with him for a bit...until he tells me to wait for the end and meet him for a while.

I do.

I must write it down or it will all seem as if it was just a dream. I don't really know if it was or not.

Coffee
A drive past his studio, for a bottle of wine.
(I do not go inside)
To the top of the lake...
Overlooking...hmmm...I didn't even look!

We sat outside on the grass

We talk about music, and writing, and art.
We talk about work, and the heat of the day.
I can not stop staring at his face, his eyes, his lips, his ears.

But acting as if I am not watching, my eyes betray me and I believe that I have just been caught in a whirlwind.

3 or 4 hours go by, and I have not even thought of the troubles at home that I have behind.

As I pulled into my driveway I thought of all the things I had forgotten to tell him…I must not be much for details.

"You are the latest contender
You are the one to remember
You are the villain who sends a
Line of dark fantastic passion
I know that you will surrender

And I want this fantastic passion
We'll have fantastic passion

You can feel my lips undress your eyes"
-Franz