My Place

This is the place where taught myself to sing and where I wrote most of my songs
This is the place where I lay sick and exhausted and told the woman I loved to leave me (she did)
This is the place I grew 18 huge plants
This is the place I threw an I Ching reading that told me to stop (I did)
This is the place where I realised in the early morning of September 12th 2002 that my life was taking me in the opposite direction to the way it should be going and decided to change
This is the place I lost my rhythm and found it again
This is the place where I made a video for £25 that was seen by 10 million people
This is the place from where big funky basslines originate
This is the place I fell to the ground with a howl of anguish, believing my girlfriend had committed suicide (she hadn't)
This is the place I played a lot of Zilch
This is the place Y turned up, laid on the floor, and stayed for a week
This is the place A trashed
This is the place H left her long black hair which remained years after she had died
This is the place I got so high I thought the hairs on my head were pulling me vertically upwards (they weren't)
This is the place where plants thrive
This is the place where I watched a couple in the park outside make love on a bench
This is the place I lived for 20 years
This is the place where afternoon shadows and the trees make poetry of light
This is the place I just left

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8 Comments:
It looks a lot nicer than it did the last time I visited. But what lies behind the camera? What lurks in the kitchen and in the dark recesses of your entrance hall? Eh?
Nice. It makes me sad for you that you're leaving after 20 years.
Also. Which video did you make? I wonder if I'm one of the millions.
aww Deek. It is heart-breaking to leave a place with so many memories. but this is also the place where you have done some beautiful writing as well! :))
Now you can do that all over again and make somewhere else live too.
Rocks are slow life.
new territory, new stories. works for me.
Moving post that - I've never lived anywhere in my adult life for more than 2 years. I can't, literally, imagine how you're feeling.
soooo pretty
Deek why would you leave such a lovely place so full of your heart and memories? What's up with that? Hmmm...
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