After working on the “honey-do” list and yard work at Fort Kickass all Friday morning, then working on my Daughter’s “Daddy-do” list at her house over in Whiteright for much of the afternoon, a quick stop at The Malt Shop in the small town of Anna, Texas on the way home was not only a good idea….
It’s probably the best idea I had all day. That big cold Chocolate Malt sure hit the spot.
I wanted to do this request because I’ve not yet done an imagine for an Arctic Monkeys song, and I really like some of their music, although some of it I often wonder what the hell someone was thinking when it was written. I like that their lyrics are very much open to different interpretations. Even myself, I can think of a couple of different ways to take this song, love song vs. breakup song, but the one that strikes me most is the thought of long-distance relationships. My favorite lyric from this song is ‘But I crumble completely when you cry’, which to me shows how much they are affected by each other.
This imagine was almost too gushy for me, but it’s what I felt so I wrote it. Sue me. Wait, don’t. I have nothing you would want anyway.
Here is “505” by Arctic Monkeys, which you can hear on Spotify at THIS LINK. Thank you for requesting! xo
a tearing is occurring the pounding of a hammer the hand unseen and i cannot seem to wrap my mind this long list of letters and sighs of gratitude fully around my mind.
my first instinct the catch of my breath is to bottle the forrest of my thoughts fears into a ship bottle only letting hands stuff and pull and push never letting long branches rusted benches or grass shavings be taken out.
this act does not taste good. it’s sour and curls my tongue casts me into an iron box where my arms grow stiff grow vines grow poison ivy vines grow twisted, merciless, leaves of three 1. the fear of you not being by my side 2. the fear of you losing yourself 3. the fear
but following after steps 1, 2, 3 there lies upon a frozen crisp-leaf ground steps 4, 5, 6 where a shifting mindset is placed and the underlying tones of hope start to warm my veins my blood pumps 4. we both will continue walking forward 5. you’ll always find something greater 6. this matters the most
so may my weeks my months start every morning every afternoon every evening with all six steps in essence casting a shadow that feels real feels raw tastes deeply good and moves my bones your bones our bones in a steady rhythm
full of the breezes in trail runs full of the wildflowers on the side of the road full of the gentle hugs full of the undignified laughter in rooms full of the essence of life.
this season of tearing is not a damning of you and the sidewalks you walk upon here but rather this season is a plucking of your roots and the transition of your web-like origins of who you truly are.
it’s you moving amongst new soil new territory new landscape while it’s me moving here where our hands first linked our souls first sighed in that long car drive in the beach-themed living room in the sidewalk in front of your dorm.
i’ll be breathing in and out you will too 1. in and out 2. in and out 3. in and out 4. in and out 5. in and out 6. in and out.
I absolutely love reading her comics and short bits about her character and Hancock, so I thought it fun to add in her own little Tato stand in the trading section of my Starlight Drive-In settlement! Hancock would like to think he’s being helpful drumming up business, being up there, catching people’s eyes. He just hit some Ultrajet, let him be.
Also yes, my character has a Princess Luna mailbag, It’s mine. No share :>