Fitter, happier.
More productive.
Not drinking too much.
Regular exercise at the gym
(3 days a week).
Getting on better with your associate
employee contemporaries.
At ease.
Eating well (no more microwave dinners
and saturated fats).
A patient, better driver.
A safer car
(baby smiling in back seat).
Sleeping well (no bad dreams).
No paranoia.
Careful to all animals
(never washing spiders down the plughole).
Keep in contact with old friends
(enjoy a drink now and then).
Will frequently check credit at
(moral) bank (hole in the wall)
Favours for favours.
Fond but not in love.
Charity standing orders.
On Sundays ring road supermarket.
(No killing moths
or putting boiling water on the ants).
Car wash (also on Sundays).
No longer afraid of the dark
or midday shadows.
Nothing so ridiculously teenage
and desperate.
Nothing so childish.
At a better pace.
Slower and more calculated.
No chance of escape.
Now self-employed.
Concerned (but powerless).
An empowered
and informed member of society
(pragmatism not idealism).
Will not cry in public.
Less chance of illness.
Tires that grip in the wet
(shot of baby strapped in back seat).
A good memory.
Still cries at a good film.
Still kisses with saliva.
No longer empty and frantic.
Like a cat.
Tied to a stick
that’s driven into
frozen winter shit
(the ability to laugh at weakness).
Fitter, healthier and more productive.
A pig.
In a cage.
On antibiotics.


Tom Waits, la voz de la vida y de su paso en el tiempo.
Un icono conceptual y de diseño artístico en sí mismo.
Música con sonido a madera regada de alcohol y con una llama cercana a punto de hacerla cenizas.