Monday, 2 April 2007

“Sunshine Plays A Major Part Of The Daytime”


The temperature is rising and London isn’t looking as grey lately. Summer is on its way and people are going to get excited at the prospect of getting out last years sunshades. I’m going to buy a new pair.

We’re pretty much used to crappy summers here in London, we get good weeks here and there but there is always and tone of uncertainty (it’s going to rain) . . . even in the midst of a heat wave.

Understandably people tend to get a little bit carried away when the sun has got her hat on. You don’t have to be in shape to walk around half naked, you don’t need to have a nice car to pose at traffic lights with the windows down and the system up. Water fights have no age limit; couples get ‘carried away’ kissing in the park, arms and legs get abused my gnats (but you have to leave the window open because it’s too hot), people pass out on the underground trains because it’s too hot, cold drinks are overpriced because it’s too hot, people bring their fans to work because it’s too hot, children get to have classes outside because it’s too hot, “I cant concentrate miss, it’s too hot” . . . and before the heat even peaks everyone complains that it is too hot.

Dear Summer, why is it that we have to be on and off?
You know I miss you when you’re gone and you’re gone a lot.
Warm days just remind me of times,
When you brightened up my day with your radiant shine.
It’s like you’re teasing me, and every sign is misleading me,
I’m infatuated; you’re barely in need of me.
I try to tell myself I’m in love with Winter,
Wrap up warm and snuggle up with December.
It just aint the same, why do we do things this way?
F*ck it, I’m the one to blame.
I should have known you couldn’t be tamed,
When I asked you to stay the night, and you refused to stay.
You’ve always got somewhere to go, and that’s cool with me.
‘Cos every time you come back round, we’re making memories.
It’s an issue of the heart, every year I grow older,
One day you’ll tap me on my frozen cold shoulder.
-By Ak-Man

Metaphorically speaking of course.

A to the . . .

4 comments:

Sebastien said...

Summer is such a bitch, very fickle...

Well, wait a sec, unfortunately we here in Phoenix have too much summer, we are going to be on fire in the fiery inferno of summertime! Oh well... I like sunshine.

Sebastien said...

You have been tagged!

Ak-Man said...
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copper stiletto said...

this is very good. ( and if that you at the top, you are very attractive )