Thank you for helping me
With the settings and configurations
Of my cellphone yesterday
Now I can enjoy the weather
And the battery power at a glance
But more than anything else
Thank you for your art
The image of Saturn
And one of its moons
In glorious colors
I would not have chosen
On my own
And when I open my cellphone
I see that image you put there
And nothing can compare
Because it was your selection
Not the standard choice
And when the police cars
Drive by the spotlight on the park
At 2:17 AM
The time I see above Saturn
It makes me happy
Amongst all this sadness
And I'm thankful for that
So very thankful
I don't know what I bring to the table
But your help is so very appreciated
My cellphone is a friend
Because you're at the other end
Maybe
Sometimes
Just maybe
It's always by my side
Waking
Sleeping
If you're not here
At least you're there
At the other end
Of the cellphone line
Maybe
Sometimes
Just maybe
My number is forever
It doesn't change
So you always have it
If you should ever need it
I know that numbers come and go
Are discarded and forgotten
It's only a brief time of life
That they are important
But maybe
Just maybe
It won't be that way
Life goes on
With you or without you
With you is a symphony
Without you is a dirge
Right now
Well right now
I can't put the pieces together
There's only a soft breeze
Sometimes flowing by
Rustling the leaves
Of a turning color tree
And out past the sidewalk
Where no one walks
This time of night
Some spirits are there
If I can only see them
The spirits you left
When you departed
And I was left hanging
Without you
Maybe you didn't really leave
But it felt that way
And now I'm broken lonely
Abiding in a place only I know
Iron railings protect me
From falling to the ground
Not that I care too much
But I might tomorrow
There's a wild place
Out far away
That has no high places
Where you traverse the ground
In search of nothing
Except that which you find
And most would say
What's this all about
But I say
This is about nothing
What else
Walk on walk on
To nowhere
What do you think
You got a handle on it
You think you know
All you bright answers
Are shielded by the iron railing
Bare your body to the death
You find as you traverse
The lonely fields
You find yourself walking through
I die today
I kill all of me
Only to become
What I don't know
All the world succumbs
With me
Annihilation
Explosion
Earthquake
I'm falling into
God knows where
And that's the point
I don't care
Take me all you angels
The angel I had
Departed
I'm grounded
Left to walk the earth
Lost my Heavenly stars
What did I think
I could be there
In the Heavens
Maybe tomorrow
But now I'm back to earth
Heavy with the soil
Oh for the airy clouds
These floors that I know
I would gladly give away
Forget them forever
If only
I could walk your floors
Forever
That's why I was born
I don't care about me
Find me in you
Some might say I'm helpless
I don't agree
I assume all power
As long as you love me
If you do
If not I'm the same
Lost soul I always was
You see your love
Gives me such life
Apart from this death
I die every day
Inebriation
I'm dead
Except I'm alive
In some small way
But the agitation
Seems to be blurred
My mind is averted
Away from all those thoughts
Taking over my well-being
If I had that
For a while
I thought I did
But now I'm here
Clawing at the moon
Where are you my heart
Disappeared in the night
Even though it was day
When the pain took me over
How will I ever know
That somebody likes me
How can I ever be sure
Of anyone
My broken love on the rocks
Ocean waves crashing over
I started out thinking of you
I don't want to stop now
Your illumination is brilliant
It's only my darkness
That foils me
Oh God how I love you
Colored leaves resting on your knees
Why do I kill myself
Constantly
But let's return
To loving you
Forget anything else
The joy the joy
The exhilaration
Can I make you happy
Yes that's my life
But I saddened you
And I don't know how
To overcome that
I'm a pickle in salt brine
Maybe I can cure someone
Of something
Someday
Once again
Maybe
But I love you so much
Friday Morning was written by Jandek.
Friday Morning was produced by Corwood Industries.