Still Life with Karen Carpenter
a girl with a puddle. a king with a piano.
spill over their days. spill their legs over.
and into their caves. and into their safes.
goin’ to town with this little foot.
goin’ to town to kick the town down.
my child is pretty. my child is forbidden.
this world is scary. the world scares this world.
I won’t let you go dear. I won’t let her go.
goin’ to the city with a cloak and a bow.
goin’ to the city to let the whole city go.
a girl and an apple. a king and his pleats.
dance with the demons. dance with the sea.
fall into your under. get under your fall.
goin’ to heaven with hell in my spine.
goin’ to heaven to claim what was mine.
‘watching the bee tapping against the window, the smell of mothballs in the wardrobe, going through it to Narnia,’ as he puts it. He loves rambling country piles ‘where you can trample on the roses, and inside there’s ticking mattresses stacked up and up and up and the dusty badminton set by the door.’
Oh my. I am so incredibly thrilled that he is making a film.
My heart is doing little back flips in my chest!