I haven’t done one of these in a bit and I’m jonsen to write something, so here we go. Writing Improvs! I take a song–almost always by my friend Thomas Rakowitz who is a killer musician–and write to it from start to finish, using the title as a jumping off point and then letting words be what they are. Editing is light because I want to preserve what happens. And here’s a little under-the-hood spoiler: I’m usually a bit drunk when I do these. Blame Hemingway.
Thomas’s youtube page can be found here.
The song can be found here.
“The Stars are Smiling”
The stars are smiling, looking down on all us milling as the sky decides to turn away from green. Gently freeing, always breathing, they watch us as they twinkle sway. Loving laughter causing wonder, I look up towards a setting sun. The sky it darkens, the wind it harkens, as I lovely looking inwards on.
The stars are smiling, looking down on all us milling as the sky concedes in a gentleman’s bow. Time is turning always learning that smiling stars are coming out to see the now.
Green is the world as the shade sets in, the moon in crescent the saviors din of blissful heat of summer’s night. Crickets chirp and light it flirts with darkness, and the darkness wins. But the stars they smile, and light won’t vanish; peaceful is the victor’s twin.
Windows open and smiles shine up at those that shine far down below. The stars they watch as the beautiful people on Earth forever grow and grow away.
Because devils aren’t the norm, nor is the tired of decay; specialty thrives in the smallest places of our hearts, and that’s where sadness goes to die.
The stars they smile because they know, and while we might bicker, still we grow. So they smile and the nightscape deepens, because the night is the time for reflection sleeping.Twinkle on oh pleasant friends, you see the best while we see the end.