for Simon

Oh Boney Face Girl
waiting for life
with too many words,
sweet confusion
of hair swept high,
long pale neck
kissed by the light,
heart bent close
to your man, or lady,
you sing the lines
that twine
through my soul… I want

I want to believe…

Hey, Stoney Face Bass-line
keeping time alive
every witch way,
in wig of straw
and tartan pants
with baggy knees,
an old man cap
pulled flat,
you an’ me, babe,
we’re back
to trick this beat… I hope

I hope for one last time…

Oh but you know
Mr Che Guitar-man,
behind your indie beard
and redneck hat,
behind the smokin’ gravel
and lanky drawl
you’re just pretending,
you know the words
you wrote,
your bait, your hook,
you reel me in
where I can’t hide… I stole

I stole some of your lies…

26 April 2010


About Francesca Jurate Sasnaitis

Me = Francesca Jurate Kristina Sasnaitis... also known as Jūrytė/ Jūrytėle/ Jūračiuk/ Jurachook/ U-Russia/ Urata/ Rata/ Jay-bird/ Jay-peg/ Miss J/ Big J/ France/ Franca.... Sasna/ Fox/ Greville/ Knight... and Nerada Netis... as far as I can remember... oh, and there's still room for Kristina... somewhere, sometime... Me = drew, painted, made sculpture, then stopped; printed photographs, then stopped; wrote, then stopped; made furniture, then stopped; made prints, then stopped; became a bookseller and stopped; wrote some more, kept writing some... and more... started painting again... sold a few more books... stopped... wrote some more, kept writing some... and more... and now seeing words, writing images... was that last bit too wanky? What goes around comes around, I guess...
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