One Stop, Aldous Harding

One Stop

“I’m going to write what I know.”

“I’ve been away too long.”

“Why did you think I wouldn’t meet you?” AH

Is there any other option?

Yes.

The distance.

“One stop.” Between the locations? Or does it mean death? Or does it mean an end of a thing? It is an offer to relieve the sitting in planes?

Not a direction, to the unwelcomed. That would be: One, stop.

(Oh, a train on the island.)

To see you now inside a specific, round, rusted steel place.

The whole world briefly screened out, only the sky gets in.

A leftover place. It held water, or something else.

It holds you, imagination.

Moving around in imagined fluid. Some actual at the feet.

(She is getting a wave going)

A viewer has access to this space, through the device set up.

Madonna’s video for Open Your Heart, her on exhibit, with a young boy watching, and a timed curtain springs to mind later.

Resting near a cast concrete, round place, with horizontal access, no longer contained by the set.

Thinking of other/time.

Replaying thoughts of others.

Name dropping.

Writing what I know. Not writing what it knows.

( ) didn’t think you wouldn’t meet me.

( ) am holding myself together post the wreckage.

A wreckage honesty makes.

David Curtis 3/5/2026, edits 3/9/2026, 3/13/2026


“One Stop

I’ve been away too long

There’s the tree that I used to climb

Call in at ‘One Stop’

put my things in a long line

I love the streets here at night

I’m gonna write what I know

Things I ain’t known for a long time

I met the real John Cale

He had no words, but I don’t mind

I packed the stage while he ate rice

I rip myself on

I rip myself off

Imagining from the block

Imagining

Why wouldn’t I wanna meet ya?

Why wouldn’t I wanna?

I’m gonna write what I know

Kick around on the big brown

So the lies I tell send me up,

and I can’t get down?

I’m wearing big grass to town

I rip myself on

I rip myself off

Imagining

Imagining from the block

Why wouldn’t I wanna meet ya?

Why wouldn’t I wanna?

Oh Why wouldn’t I wanna meet ya?

Why wouldn’t I wanna?

Oh I’ll never do it again

unless you wanna do it again”

-AH

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