not falling down

The first time I kissed her it was magic, real honest to God magic: starlight, and streetlight, and trees shaking theirleftover rain down on us. Everyone on campus disappeared, and every car in the city stopped, and there wasn’t a soundexcept a little wind and the silver of her laugh.

There’s a wonderful little book I have called Rats Saw God. Everyone who was ever in high school should read it. It’sabout relationships, and people, and love and being kids; one of the most resonant lines in it, for me, was “why ruinsomething so perfect by trying to make it last forever?”

The first time that question appears, it’s being asked of the protagonist; the second time, he’s asking it himself. Ialways thought I’d understand it if I had the chance. I think tonight I did.

Magic doesn’t last forever; it doesn’t last, period. I get that now. I’m glad I do. I’m glad I just had the only goodbreakup I’ve ever had, and that it wasn’t really a breakup at all, just an understanding.

I’m going to miss Emily a lot this summer, but that just means it’ll be even better when I see her again in the fall.And after all, why ruin something so perfect by trying to make it last forever?

I got a new keyboard. Just the cheap standard one.

It kind of bites.

On the Checkerboard Nightmare forums a while back, infamous Electrologician Kris Straub proposed an open”you write lyrics, I write music” deal. I expanded an old magnetic poem of mine into a drab little ditty about summerand posted it, and, magically, he actually picked it and sang the words and played chords and everything! It’stotally rad.

You can download the world’s sexiest (well, only) recorded rendition of something I wrote by just clicking here. You can hear the first song from the thread, aswritten by Stephen, here. You can follow the progress of otherpossible songs-to-be-musicked in this thread. And now! The lyrics to the song are below, edited slightly from the original toreflect the couple of lines Kris changed.

[Edited, as of 2048 hrs, to reflect the fact that Mr. Straub rocks my booty, and I don’t think I had adequatelyemphasized that.]

Fly Buzz
Music by Kristofer Straub
Lyrics by Brendan Adkins

Fly buzz
Why does
Everything get wet

Shrink eyes
Buzz flies
Sip your fifth and sweat

Sun glares
Sun stares
Glasses gone last week

Burn eyes
Buzz flies
Something’s smelling sweet

Listen to the sound
Of sidewalk frying down

Listen to the sound
Of sidewalk frying down

Next door
A nice store
Baking dinner rolls

Fry drops
Flip-flops
Slapping on your soles

Fly buzz
Why does
Everyone get fat

Buzz fly
Feast eye
Scrape up her dead cat

Listen to the sound
Of sidewalk frying down

Listen to the sound
Of sidewalk frying down