The need

Cherry

By Parson Thru

Sat, 05 Apr 2014
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It becomes a need.  The need to write.  To write and post and write and post and read and change and check and count the reads.  To look for comments.  No comments.  Why?  Cherries?  Why not?  Oh, I see  why not.  Yeah.  Not so good.  Crap, in fact.  It seemed so good last night.  And now…  Why post it?  Take it down.  No!  Write another.  More thoughts.   Ideas.  The means to publish close to hand.  So easy.  Publish.  Spontaneity.  That’s the thing.  Natural.  Fresh.  Real.  True.  Spontaneous crap.  Drivel.  That’s why.  Fucking drivel.  Crap.  Addiction.  A drug.  Not the words.  No.  The words are harmless.  Like a syringe.  Don’t blame the syringe.  Or gun.  Don’t blame the gun.  It’s the hit.  The kick.  The discharge.  The urge to shoot and shoot again.  The need.  The next hit.  Always the next and the next.  Load it up.  Post.  Watch.  Wait.  Sleep on it.  Yes!  Cherries.  Load it up.  Post.  Wait.  Goddam!  Fuck it!  Why?  What’s wrong with it?  Fuck it!  Take it down.  This time.  Load it up.  Post.  Fuck it!  What’s wrong?  Fuck this.  Fuck this!  No more.  One more.   Just one.  Load it up. Post.  Oh man.  Sleep on it.  Yes!  Yes! Yes!  Oh, Yes!  Fuck it! Goddam!  Oh, those fucking cherries.  Oh, man… the need.  The need!

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Submitted by Bee on

This is told with a pulsing rhythm. The flow of thoughts - 'the need' for the hit of praise, reasurrence - the no cherries question - 'why not?' No good? The quandary - to take it down - repost, etc. 

I'm so glad you got your cherries!

Bee

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Hello Bee. Thank you. I An ongoing dilemma. Were you humming along? It's nice to feel connected with the animal world this morning.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Bee on

Bzzz x

Bee

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Grateful, eds. Where does that leave me now? Just one more. Just one.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

As my dear old grandma would say, Cherries...them's sweet, but remember...them's got thems' stones.wink

Nice one, PT.  Have a great Saturday.

Tina

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Hi Tina. I like your grandma. Happy Saturday. X

Parson Thru

Submitted by Ray Schaufeld on

And as Bob Dylan sang 'everybody must get stoned.' wink     Elsie

Submitted by Parson Thru on

And he knows stuff.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Starfish Girl on

I think you sum up what we feel, excluding the expletives although without them it wouldn't be nearly so desperate.

Great relief you got the cherries.

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thanks Starfish Girl. It sums up what I feel, but anyone is welcome to join me, as ever. Hey, and thanks for providing the explanation for my mam.

Parson Thru

Submitted by VeraClark on

A paper bag of non-virtual ones sound far healthier. This may not be the case though Parson. Don't tell anybody this, but I ate two pounds of cherries in a couple of hours. Don't ask. Even the greengrocer's isn't safe, never mind on here. Glutton for punishment, sounds like you are, too. As long as you can like your own work... yeah right.

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Hallo Vera!  Hope you spat all the stones out.  Gluten-free punishment sounds deplorable but there's no escaping it.  I can't bear to read the bloody stuff.  That's why I gave up the open-mic nights.  Don't know why anyone would want to read it.  I don't know where it keeps coming from - someone should tell me the "facts of life" ("Look, son...").  Could be worse...

Parson Thru

Submitted by Ray Schaufeld on

It's up to you PT, but I hope you come back to open-mic for the York bash Scratch is organising at the Old Black Swan in York on September 13thsmiley    Elsie
 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

For the social and to listen if nothing else, Elsie. :-)

Parson Thru

Submitted by Ray Schaufeld on

I was going to flag this a great feedback but my computer said No! Read, too, you have months to reconsider. I planned to leave Abc for 7 months and lasted 10 days. Another author planned to stop writing completely and lasted 1 day. As Bbanyard perceptively wrote 'it's compulsion not addiction'smiley Elsie

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Been playing all those tunes myself, Elsie.  Heading off to visit a lovely friend and fellow contributor in Italy tomorrow.  That's what life's really all about. ;-) Looking forward to seeing you in York if not bouncing along on a Greyhound.  Gitalong li'l dawgie!

Parson Thru