i have to get out of this place -
i thought i was waiting on a job in washington doing
intelligence work - i thought i was just coming to NYC
for a couple of drunk months to shake before i tied
myself to the spook bureacracy for a full year -
but, o, woman, i find myself waking up in brooklyn
next to some korean girl, i find myself drunk before,
during and after work, i find myself waiting not on a
black suited job that will open doors and buy me wine,
but on large and angry south asians, fat women with
bad hair, celebrities and dignitaries
no money
and no, no plane ticket
i need deliverence
but - i can barely afford delivery
but - why should i complain, hey?
im in new york
even if this isnt what i want
send me the music,
and help me drink my way back to asia
yours,
beneath the city,
cem
--- jody swift
> hey cemco-
>
> dreamt I got an e-mail saying you are a waitor in
> New York.
> can't find it for the life of me, but so good to
> dream it, wow,
> the big apple and you live there? serving what to
> whom?
>
> yes,back to thailand at the end of june- to deepen
> that massage passion.Aek is in London,saw him at
> Christmas,
> paris is springtime, we're like insects rubbing our
> eyes
> crawling out from under rocks.
>
> lot's of music stuff going on-recording,playing and
> a new website coming up. teaching was hard and after
> corrections I am done. hope Bev and Pete- yes, they
> call hin Pete now, are doing well in la la land-now
> I am off to bed,
> Bonne nuit!
> and write soon-miss your dancing wit,
> any chance you'll be in asia???
>
> cheers-
> jody
>
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