the burning train

again?

theburningtrain — Tue, 08 Mar 2011 03:47:59 +0000

yikes. its been a year. more in fact. more or less. who cares.

maybe i’ll take this up again..we’ll see.

“Continuing to live – that is, repeat
A habit formed to get necessaries -
Is nearly always losing, or going without.
It varies.”

- Philip Larkin

low gear

theburningtrain — Fri, 08 Jan 2010 09:37:39 +0000

relentless reminiscing straight back zeroing into first day of leave december 17 twothousandandnine settling into the dawn of slack pose no-work delights, wallowing in calm repose, reeling in the coolwetcalm 8am showers, breathingeasy toggling on the hundred mechanical indecisions and visions and re-visions dropping slated plated questions what ta break what ta eat for break fast and then onwards to outside cool taking the air in a tobacco trance watching traffic whispering on the tarmac, sidelined in thoughts schedules diys paint putty plaster put-ons and wait heres the breakfast thankyou and zigzagging across back in through the out door and bellowing put off the tv and out with the square bowls and fine china and lets here eat please and eat eat drink drink and off to chores of putty and paint and excuses and just another hour please and back on the comfortable teak and breeze blown in and cardomam tea and chet baker and kerouac cool and becoming one with sofa.

out

theburningtrain — Tue, 29 Dec 2009 15:46:09 +0000

deconstruction and dooteys in progress. forgive me us for the delays and disappearances.

december the wind blows mellon collie

theburningtrain — Wed, 02 Dec 2009 17:03:32 +0000

happy birthday love. i miss you even when you’re next to me. hope you liked the dinner (and the kitchenaid!)

yeah

theburningtrain — Thu, 05 Nov 2009 15:34:10 +0000

here’s a few from our goddaughter’s mini birfday bash right after lin’s sista’s wedding (talk about party-hijack!). forgot the cam cause of the rush so pls endure the blur…another rotund reason to opt for iphone over blackberry.

waitinthinkinrain

theburningtrain — Thu, 05 Nov 2009 14:27:18 +0000

if u don’t know it already, fuck it.

larr

theburningtrain — Wed, 28 Oct 2009 15:26:18 +0000

kill your idols. larry is messiah. period.

love is

theburningtrain — Fri, 23 Oct 2009 03:56:29 +0000

not the only fruit

theburningtrain — Tue, 20 Oct 2009 16:41:18 +0000

the stones are down again, down down, imaginary things lifted up and dropped on mornings, evenings. dropped hard on desks at early morning sitting at desk, wood copulating with paper. soft strong paper of straits times and today and tnp and godknowswhat, crying to be read and they will be read, no news of this, then it was always health, cardio and kidneys, transplants and malpractices and h1fuckingn1 and osteoperosis and angioplastys and rashes and tits and lasik and spiderveins and unbecoming blemishes and gall stones and tka and vitamins b and c and d and go fuck urself hypochondriac pills and band aids and clean hands and sinister bunions, and continence and vertigo, drs and specialist and naked nurses in the ot and toyota fucking lean qualtiy systems. and thats gone and its all over making way for art and arty and artyness and culture vibes and heritage hankerings and coffee machines and leaky pens and sinister sculptures and phillipines people and vietnam people and china people and thailand people and india people and singapore people and people people squeezed into a tourism ball, cross purposed and counter-parted and insane delegations, and music and peace and cigarettes and halloween and crazy foreign media, and stiffies and homos, and mint toys and photographs and media protocols, and target audience and agencies and production houses, and quotations and mellodrama, and caricatures and scripts and 128gsm and photocalls and monochrome photos and bus tours and blog posts and brochures and 4c guides and period mags and flemish masters and monalisas and egyptian hieroglyphs and li chen and spring and rain and sycophants and sex and bad movies and chicken wraps and nanyang history and 1938 and bukit chandu and armenian church and writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing writing, o god, o venus, o mercury, patron of thieves, lend me a little tobacco-shop, or install me in any profession, save this damn’d profession of writing, where one needs one’s brains all the time.

bolly=kolly=jolly

theburningtrain — Mon, 19 Oct 2009 14:20:47 +0000

2 disadvantages of havin an indian wife

1st – i eat way too much on deepavali

2nd – i watch 4hr long tamil moovies without a slice of english subtitles in sight

2 advantages of havin an indian wife

1st – i get to eat way too much on deepavali

2nd – i get to watch 4hr long tamil movies without a slice of english subtitles in sight (eerrr..so is de hero de one with de pot belly? or is he de one with de pot belly?)

Even the five grueling years she spent as a matador in Pamplona had not prepared her for a bull this sneaky.